Borrow material from the low-rent versions of herself.
Yes, McArdle has descended into Michelle Malkin territory, using many many words instead of home-made cheerleader videos, to deplore Barack Obama's connection to Bill Ayers.
[...I]n fact I think that the Ayers connection is too tenuous to be
interesting. But there is a nugget of a real critique at its heart, which
is that the academic culture Obama belongs to thinks its just fine to be a
former active terrorist who has refused to renounce support for the violence
committed by his group; that culture has rewarded Bill Ayers with prestigious
employment and other positions in a way that it wouldn't dream of rewarding a
similarly "idealistic" abortion clinic bomber. I know it's hard to
imagine, but if you're conservative, that seems like a real problem.
Yes, the connection between Obama and Ayers is tenuous, but it allows one to use the word "terrorist" next to Obama's name, and that's enough to earn another paycheck. You see, if you connect Obama with terrorists in the pages of The freaking Atlantic, you can afford weekends at Myrtle Beach, where lonely Republicans with trust funds go to play, or uncomfortable shoes that other women will look at with envy. You can leaf through catalogues of overpriced clothes made by Chinese wage slaves knowing that you can buy anything you want, as long as you charge it. You can linger in the sidewalk cafes, ordering tapas and wine by the glass. It's a good life, and all she has to do is drop a word here, a word there. Tiny little drops of poison, administered slyly to the body politic day after day, to keep the jewels and shoes and catalogues coming.
I'll have more later. Much, much more.