Wednesday, April 16, 2008

it's unanimous...

The HAMstah forwarded this to me today:

"A moment I've been dreading. George brought his ne're-do-well son around this morning and asked me to find the kid a job. Not the political one who lives in Florida; the one who hangs around here all the time looking shiftless. This so-called kid is already almost 40 and has never had a real job. Maybe I'll call Kinsley over at The New Republic and see if they'll hire him as a contributing editor or something. That looks like easy work."

From the REAGAN DIARIES: this entry is dated May 17, 1986.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

And you and your fellow travelers thought Reagan was senile back then, didn't you. Admit it, you did. I was there in the valley, remember???

Looking forward to not holding my nose in a voting booth for the first time in 8 years.

Commander guy deux