Raining men

It’s raining men, isn’t it? Charlie Rose, Al Franken.¬†Garrison Keillor, for God’s sake. Bill Cosby slipping date rape drugs to the ladies seems almost quaint at this distance. Progressive pundit Jimmy Dore calls it “a reckoning,” and I agree, one appropriately exempt from such niceties as presumption of innocence, perhaps, but the pearl-clutching is disingenuous. […]