by Leonard Pierce
It’s not that I feel sorry for Herman Cain. I don’t. He is, after all, a heartless rich asshole who couldn’t care less about people like you an me, an intellectual flea who only has one idea and a bad one at that, and very possibly a serial sexual abuser. But he is also the latest in a long line of dolts who learned the limits of entitlement in a way that’s almost tragic.