Robin Givhan of the Washington Post writes pointless, nasty columns, yet somehow she was awarded the Pulitzer Prize.
Givhan's latest venture into meaningless blather is a rambling piece on Jenna Bush, politicians' children, and celebrity, which includes confounding gems such as this:
"The White House turned it into an American wedding. And while no one expects to be pleased with all of the couple's choices, everyone will think they have a right to be heard."
Does that even mean anything? The rest of the article's not any better; it's barely intelligible.
And this kind of writing rates a Post paycheck and a Pulitzer?