Sentence I wish I wrote

Malediction at its finest — Ken Layne on Jesse Helms:

“He was a hero to bigots and the cigarette corporations, a menace to the poor and downtrodden, and a mean little troll whose heart was so wrecked by wickedness that doctors had to patch it up with coronary valves from a pig.”

I know. It’s almost a year old. But what the hell. You can still read the whole thing here.

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