NYT goes all John Edwards on us

No, I don't mean that the NYT became a d-bag who cheated on his cancerwife with some photog chick, thus briefly elevating the National Enquirer to approximately the same journalistic stature as daytime CNN. 

During the primary campaign Edwards repeated "tonight 200,000 veterans will go to sleep under bridges and on grates" ad nauseum, in a sort of '08 version of his equally over-repeated "two Americas" bit from 2004.  Either of these is of course far less cringeworthy than his "son of millworker" refrain.

Well today the Grey Lady saw it fit to opine about "steam-grate hoboes partying spiffy as expense-account insiders" in an editorial lauding Obama's plans for some sort of Neo-Marxist inauguration in place of the usual lobbyist-fueled bacchanal.

Ahem, NYT. A hobo is not the same things as your garden variety DC bum. Hoboes ride the rails and keep the ingredients for mulligan stew in their hobosack. (No dumbass, this kind of hobo bag, not the kind you buy at the mall.)

During GDP2 there is bound to be a profusion of subtypes of poors and it would behoove the NYT (and the rest of us) to refer to everyone with the utmost accuracy.  It's just good manners.

Anyway, speaking of riding the rails, I am too poor to ride the rails of the National Passenger Railroad Corporation, so instead I am Bolt Bus-ing it to New York this weekend. This at least allows me to avoid the 3rd circle of Hell, popularly known as the Port Authority Bus Terminal.