The idea of a Paris meetup started actually very casually a couple of weeks ago as I was just twitting about it.
Jason Watkins and Monica Dolan, who play Mr and Mrs Twit, are sloping about; someone else is having a massage.
Roger's venal wife, Arabella, spews a litany of complaints that evoke the Private Eye column "Polly Filler," in which a fatuous twit moans about her useless husband and her lazy au pairs.
Mostly, they have made him seem either a bit of a twit (fantasising about being a tampon) or hopelessly spoilt and out of touch (having his valet put the toothpaste on his toothbrush each night).
There may be some twits flitting about, royal and otherwise, but Diana wasn't one of them.
His friends in New York, most of whom are writers and Broadway columnists, take an impious delight in twitting him about this.
There was Mia Hamm of the new Washington team, saying, "I've been waiting for this all my life," and there was Brandi Chastain of the Bay Area, twitting Julie Foudy about the effete nickname, Spirit.
"I was twitting Warren Beatty about playing Bugsy Siegel," Mr. Mailer recalled, "and he said, 'You only need to have 5percentt of a character to be able to play him.' Of course if you have 50percentthatat's not so bad, either".
Anyway, this is CPAC, so really, the whole loonyball phenomenon of breathless twits bleating about Obama's birth certificate should probably be written as a "trend piece".
