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Thursday, August 24, 2006
SLICK, THE SEXAGENARIAN
The man who said No thank you when OBL's head was offered to him on a platter, is being feted for living to be 60. I suppose it is a small miracle, considering that his heart has been valiantly dodging fast food while his head has been dodging ashtrays all these years.
Bob Tyrrell wishes Boy Clinton a Happy 60th Birthday: [H]e is taking his birthday on the road. Early in September he will be celebrating his August 19 nativity in Toronto. On October 29 he will be in New York, and the Rolling Stones will be there to sing "Happy Birthday" along with other Clinton favorites. Our 42nd president will be combining the celebration of himself with fundraising. This is an innovation in narcissism, but then Clinton and like-minded members of his 1960s generation have been innovative narcissists for decades.
Not surprisingly they are not entering their 60s in a happy frame of mind. "I hate it," Clinton said regarding his 60th birthday. "For most of my working life, I was the youngest person doing whatever I was doing...in the room." Well, maybe he was the youngest of the men in the room. The public record suggests that the women in the room were often much younger.
8 Doug Powers found some Belated Birthday Cards For Bill Clinton
Bush turned 60 last month, and he gets ripped for reading.
It's really petty to resent what a man reads...: And The New Yorker is pettiness defined as it struggles to come to grips with the fact that President Bush is reading Camus - so taken aback are they by the president’s climbing gall in reading Camus that they feel they must lecture him about it. h/t Yarns & Yarns
Chris and I had a discussion the past few days about ripping Bush. Whatever your personal feelings about him, now is not the time to come to the aid of the enemy. As Blue Crab Boulevard points out:
“Do you see the damage that is done in attacking the president of your country? It does not harm him or the Republican party only - it harms America. It emboldens a thug with poor hygiene habits to pull the strings of his puppets to go further and further. They already see the last helicopter - they were counting on the American left to make it happen.”
In the septuagenarian class ...
Green ticket blarney?: [O]nly one candidate for Governor of New York wants to make sugar a controlled substance, convert the armories into tai chi centers, stock Bob’s Big Boy with organic produce and require people all around the state to “sit outside” and talk to each other on Monday nights. … “If they want to test kids, the first thing is to take the test yourself, asshole—and if you pass it, then get somebody else to do it,” he said, adding: “Being born is a fucking test of itself.”