Methinks Loose Lips (1/23) needs to wipe her nose once in a while. Take her recall of the beginning of Mayor Williams’ recall. I’m talking about her unconnected strands—dripping a witless invective with all the force of a pubescent Valley Girl, as she writes on the phone gesticulating wildly, not sure whether she lives in Washington or California. Unaware of real issues, your gadfly can’t get off the ground, needing three tissues to every half-evoked issue. D.C. activists are tiring of having to take their lumps from her rambling drivel. Can’t Loose Lips find another’s?