“Since I have personal memories of JFK’s funeral I am certainly qualified to stand by statements.”
Oh, I don’t know. That was 1963. If you were, say, three at that time, you wouldn’t have become aware enough to develop useful opinions until about 1970. Since we’re talking about the ‘50s and ‘60s, that would pretty much time you out.
Doesn’t matter. Until something dissipates that cloud of smug, there’s no point in even trying to talk with you.
You were a self confessed beer swilling, pizza eating orca, right?
When you look at Raymond Burr, Alan Hale, Ed McMahon, Jackie Gleason, etc nowadays they don’t seem worthy of all the fat man jokes they endured back in that day.
Not considering the number of 300 pounders in high schools.
And fwiw, only inferior humans find me smug or arrogant or condescending.
It truly is my humility that keeps me so great!