Drew McWeeny vs. David Poland — name-callings, TV credits, bitch-slappings, testy slingshots — with Joe Leydon chiming in from time to time.
When David Poland informs you of a profound and despicable failing in your character or professional conduct, there are only two things you can do in response: (a) submit to the ministrations of a 17th Century doctor and allow your veins to be opened and just let the evil pour out into apothecary jars, for your sins are so foul and pernicious that they have surely manifested in the blood, or (b) throw yourself onto the steps of a nearby temple and stab yourself to death. There’s no third way. Well, there is. Ignore Rabbi Dave’s tedious sermonizing and finger-wagging.
