It seems like only yesterday that Bret Stephens was getting his ass handed to him for pitching a public fit about David Karpf’s joke that the real bedbugs at the New York Times are dud columnists like Bret Stephens, but in fact it was four whole days ago. Apparently the ass-handing rolled off him in a way the bedbug joke didn’t, because he decided to devote his column in the Times to pitching the same fit all over again, but with extra added Google searching.

He tries to pretend it’s prompted by WWII’s 80th birthday this weekend, but nobody is buying it. He huffs about the parallels between then and now, and then he zeroes in on his real … Read the rest