I miss the days of smoke-filled rooms when crooked pols chose corrupt presidential candidates who were approximately sane. Today we have a sort of presidential bus-station lottery. We choose as ruler any beer-hall putz who can shake hands and grin his way successfully through New Hampshire. This, plus the deep rot of the American political framework, is allowing the rapid conversion of the United States into something previous Americans would hardly recognize.
Permit me a foray of a paragraph into psychojournalism. It fascinates me to know that George Bush was a male cheerleader at Andover. Yes, it could have been worse. He might have been a table-dancer. But most of us who were in high school when he was recognize that you either came to watch football, or you came to watch the girl cheerleaders. There was something odd about a boy who wanted to be one.
"Hmm, spend Friday night surrounded by guys in spandex and body armor trying to clobber me or surrounded by girls wearing not much at all that I have to pick up by the inner thigh?"
Nothing odd about that one. Makes me wonder why I chose so poorly.
"RonSonic" <[email hidden]> wrote in message news:[email hidden]...
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"Hmm, spend Friday night surrounded by guys in spandex and body armor trying to clobber me or surrounded by girls wearing not much at all that I have to pick up by the inner thigh?"
Nothing odd about that one. Makes me wonder why I chose so poorly.
Good for you. I don't believe that Andover was co-educational during Bush's time.
I miss the days of smoke-filled rooms when crooked pols chose corrupt presidential candidates who were approximately sane. Today we have a sort of presidential bus-station lottery. We choose as ruler any beer-hall putz who can shake hands and grin his way successfully through New Hampshire. This, plus the deep rot of the American political framework, is allowing the rapid conversion of the United States into something previous Americans would hardly recognize.
Permit me a foray of a paragraph into psychojournalism. It fascinates me to know that George Bush was a male cheerleader at Andover. Yes, it could have been worse. He might have been a table-dancer.
