AS USUAL WITH HIS BLOGOSPHERIC EFFORTS, JAMES WOLCOTT IS A DAY LATE AND A DOLLAR SHORT, having been reduced to recycling ancient bogus claims of t-shirt racism. It’s a sad but accurate reflection of the state of the East Coast literary establishment, when its members are reduced to making troll-posts on the Internet in a desperate bid for attention.

I wonder what Wolcott would say about this t-shirt? But if there’s one thing I’ve learned in the blogosphere, it’s that you can’t please everybody. And some people you don’t want to please at all.

UPDATE: From the trackbacks on Wolcott’s post, I see that some people are giving him a hard time. Far be it from me to say he doesn’t deserve it, but I think his extra-pungent bitterness these days comes from self-reproach over having single-handedly delivered Florida to the Bush campaign. . . .