Davie wrote abook about how life is so wonderful, and everything is hunky-dorey, and he really actually believed all that crap, until he got nailed.
Then the world was able to see what Brooks was really made of: the heart and gut of a bear.
The nailing he received has been able to slow his book-writing terrorist attacks.
In 2009 he spoke to reporters about a dinner party where he had the misfortune to sit next to a GOP senator who "had his hand on my inner thigh the whole time." 
So far there is no word on where Brooks hands were.
Brooks embarrassed the entire New York Times editorial board and his mother Mark Shields when he asked for waffles recently at the International House of Pancakes and the next week demanded waffles at the National Pancake and Prayer Breakfast. Later he went on and on about it bemoaning the fact that the sensible middle ground has been lost in America's syrupy breakfast choices. When breakfasting alone he generally leans toward the pancake with a side of oatmeal. When out in public though he continues to waffle with typical sanctimonious whininess.
It is suspected that though Brooks claims to be Jewish, he is actually Quaker, given his addiction to oatmeal. his tendency for waffling and for moving from right to left to right and back at a rapid velocity almost as annoyingly and pretentiously as Michael J. Fox and Michael Kinsley.