Her column on cronyism from yesterday's NY Times op-ed page, When Bush Falls in Love, ended with this sterling paragraph, which I quote here for the firewall-barred, having hand-typed it from my Sunday paper (hard copy).
- Bonhomie, as our ex-cronies the French call it, should have its limits. Seems as if American voters picked the current president because they thought he'd be a fun hang at a cookout - a jokey neighbor who charred a mean burger and is good at playing Frisbee with his dog. What we should be doing is electing a president with the nitpicky paranoia you'd use to choose a cardiologist - a stunted conversationalist with dark-circled eyes and paper-cut fingertips who will stay up until 3 tearing into medical journals in five languages trying to figure out how to save your life.
No comments:
Post a Comment