See if you can get to the end of this sentence without getting winded:

In the great American tradition of Washington’s teeth, Lincoln’s Adam’s apple, T.R.’s pince-nez, Nixon’s five-o’-clock shadow, Ike’s grin, Reagan’s pompadour, and—more recently, less nostalgically—Gore’s sigh, Dean’s scream, and W.’s smirk, the small (but, thanks to the Internet, bigger than ever) universe of people who professionally or semi-professionally obsess about Presidential campaigns has been agog over Hillary Clinton’s laugh.

Apparently Hendrik Hertzberg latest rhetorical technique is to make his readers too lightheaded to disagree with him.

[New Yorker]