'Dear John' Letter # 1,017:
Just love it when you speak French to us, Jean-Claude Hugo, in bringing us The Latest on the Situation in Haiti!!
Just my humble opinion, but I do believe the Democrats are being eaten alive with French envy, choosing JFK as their knight in tarnished armor, him being a Nam (which belonged to France) hero vet and all.
Next we'll see ads of him, lean as a French fry, with ketchup (spelled with a 'k' for Kerry) on the side, proclaiming he would've prevented the chaos in Haiti single-handed had he been asked.
No indecisiveness from him, they'll say, unlike that 'Other Guy' who hung back and sat on his hands (which actually touch chainsaws on vacation, unlike JFK who hoists high a royal scepter) and embarrassed us.
Comparing the two Presidential-candidates-probably-to-be, just between you and me, JFK's smile resembles the barred sewer grates on a street curb, pained and somewhat insincere to my eye.
Just look again at the contrast of that picture of him (legs spraddled like a newborn colt) with a combination I Spy-Salute...and one of the 'Other Guy'...
Now, about that Charlie-Who-Is-No-Angel stirring the pot...appears to be trying to portray GWB as a reckless Dictator of Haiti (which belonged to France), sticking his nose (tardily, of course) into that paragon of democracy in the Caribbean.
S'pose Charlie Boy's hero is 'Papa Doc' Duvalier, who was the Real Dictator for Life? Maybe his son, Baby Doc? And thinks Aristide is at least better'n Osama and Saddam?
It's a puzzle to me, what they expect of America's President, but I certainly do not want to know what JFK would have done - or not done - or maybe both.
Ya know, I think I heard GWB when he walked Barney early this morning singing quietly, "I've got spurs - that Ringel Rangel Rangel.." and chuckling...
Keep on ridin' the range, Cowboys...
Thanks for stirring the pot, JH, cranking out another gourmet delight for us.....
Smooches,
LadyX
LOL! Another great Dear John letter.
LOL!
Hahahahaha. Thanks for the belly laugh Maggie. Please have the Finest of evenings.