I am not overly fond of Garrison Keillor these days. The real tipping point came when I picked up one of his novels, thinking it would be light and amusing. Instead I found it depressing, not least because Mr Keillor seemed to believe that the only liberation for humans is sexual gratification. Or at least that is what I got from the thin plot. Granted, he does profess to be a Lutheran Christian, but this, like the religion of most Americans, seems to be entirely a matter of sentiment.
But I once listened every Saturday night to A Prairie Home Companion, long ago, in the 80s, when it was fresh. Now I listen if I happen to be in the car when it is being broadcast.
And he still is sometimes very funny. On Saturday I worked late and the show was airing on my ride home, and I caught this hilarious bit of satire, which only goes overboard toward the end. Of course, Newt Gingrich makes the satirist’s job extremely easy: