Spitball Army

A group of young women from our Club want to do their part in making the Amer.-born Japanese soldier, who has proved loyal to our U.S. feel welcome amongst us in the ‘Y.”

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As described, muttering under the breath would be less audible than breathing which, in most cases, would be about as loud as silence. If the mutterance were not meant to be heard, I imagine that the mutterer would merely think it.

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Hey, Soldier!

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Folks that have engaged me in political discussions probably know that I greatly admire Chris Matthews for his intelligence and energy and boundless curiosity. This sometimes throws people because – I think – the same attributes I admire in Matthews are characteristics that annoy the hell out of them (especially the over-the-top energy and shrillness of his speech).

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They found him this morning. Lying on Mexican tile in his kitchen with a peeled banana stuck in his mouth. He had an old Gianni Versace tie around his neck. Tied real tight in a half Windsor knot, and there was a bullet in his head.

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Langford made a show of “humility” over this past weekend by spewing fire and brimstone about the city’s crime rate while wearing a burlap sack over his Nike-insignia’d sport shirt, under a large banner bearing his name.

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I believe it’s warm where you are but it’s a darn sight hotter here.

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After the show, we went over to Manuel’s Tavern. The place was filled with Democrats. Democrats! They had the CNN wrap-up of the Pennsylvania primary on the big TV screens. It felt like Cambridge, but it was Atlanta.

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Did anyone notice? Was she speaking with poor grammar to engender identification with the “working class?” Were Princeton and Harvard helpless to teach her simple rules of English grammar?

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And just about everybody does it better than the capering loon who does soft-shoe in the White House while young Americans are dismembered and splattered in Iraq. Sometimes when he speaks I can forget who he is momentarily and find myself actually pulling for him; probably from misplaced performer empathy. His speechifying has a strong odor of remedial reading about it, combined with an apparent fear that there might be some hard words ahead.

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