I was thinking the same thing. Once Kerry started talking you were taken to a lone, red candle burning for hope and all of the other optimistic pics. Sickening.
Yeah. Seems like every other day there's a photo of Kerry in the paper. Today he was kite-surfing. The other day he was target shooting, ad infinitum, ad nauseaum. Mr. Macho. Mr. Outdoors. Mr. Farmer. Mr. Tough guy on terrorism.