Hwaet!

“Hwaet!” is the opening of Beowulf in the original Old English, the equivalent of “Listen!” Chanting his poem, the poet is calling his audience to attention.

In the video below, Karl Rove’s recent speech to the ladies and gentlemen attending a Young America’s Foundation conference is interrupted by moonbats operating undercover in order to exploit the opportunity to accuse Rove of war crimes. Asked afterward why he has become such a mythical monster in the left’s fevered imagination, Rove likens himself to Grendel in Beowulf — the monster frequently heard of but rarely seen. Rove demonstrates a bit of an edge over his detractors in good humor, civility, and numerous other departments including literacy. (Via Ed Morrissey at Hot Air.)

In a recent interview with Matthew Sheffield of NewsBusters, Rove described his “media diet on an ordinary day,” enumerating a list on which we are proud to be included (go to Sheffield’s interview for links to each of the cited sources):

I get Mike Allen’s overnight summary from Politico, I cruise RealClearPolitics.com, I get Taranto from the Wall Street Journal, I visit the Corner. I check Drudge, I check Fox News, I have a list of favorites that I sort of thumb through if I’ve got the time. I obviously read papers, the New York Times; the Wall Street Journal; when in Washington, the Washington Post if not, I get it online. I check out, most days, Instapundit, Power Line, Hugh Hewitt. Occasionally I’ll dip into Just One Minute or visit the Captain’s Quarters, I check out Michael Barone’s blog, and I look forward to getting Opinion Journal, and I get the NCPA summary. And I also get a news summary, a news clip early in the morning of all the clips.

Power Line

Karl, We aren’t on your list. We feel terribly hurt. We have been very good RWDB (thank you, Nilk…lol)

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As a side note and an IMPORTANT ONE. Texas Bob, is posting again at Blair’s. I’ve have saved him an editorial place here. I shall contact the man, to see if he chooses to use it OR if he is busy enough protecting our asses, so all can type in safety.

Thank God, he seems OK. I had been checking casualty lists regularly and had feared the worst.