What's That Smell?

Jeff Fecke is one of those local lefty bloggers the Elder referred to yesterday in his salute to what passes for dissent by the modern Left. And while it's too early to announce our 2005 Blogs of Distinction Awards, I'd like to nominate Fecke for early recognition. In the always competitive category of ....

Worst Identification by a Blogger of an Early Morning Odor

Here's Jeff, from the wee small hours on Nov. 2:

I'm writing this at 2:18 in the morning. I should be asleep, but like a kid on Christmas Eve, I can't. Something's in the air, something indefinable.

This year, I think we're going to win this one. It's something about the intensity of support on the left, and yes, the intensity of opposition, too. We want this one. We want it bad. And I think we're going to get it.

Oh no! Jeff thought he smelled victory. But it turns out to be, once again, the acrid stench of defeat hanging heavy over his ideologocal aspirations. Or maybe that smell was the lingering effects of that chalupa he had for lunch. It's hard to say. Only his internist could tell us for sure.

But let's not be too hard on Jeff. Identifying the sweet smell of success is an acquired skill. One that requires actually being right about something on occasion.