From: masoo	Date: June 5th, 2004 07:41 pm (UTC)		(LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)

By stomping on his figurative grave.

I've been through this one before, since Nixon is to Steven as Reagan is to Charlie. You don't have to shed a single tear for the fucker ... it would be inhumane to treat Reagan as anything other than a doddering prick who ruined the lives of many.

	From: cbertsch	Date: June 5th, 2004 08:19 pm (UTC)		(LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)
	Reagan and Nixon

He-he. . . I was hoping you'd say that.

I think it's interesting that you have more animus against Nixon, since Reagan was the not-yet-infirm asshole Governor during your formative years.

	From: arghnoname	Date: June 5th, 2004 10:09 pm (UTC)		(LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)

When I read the little obit, I just saw shit to make fun of and point out as, "see, he's an evil asshole."

But I held back, trying to eek out the most positive thing I could, which is to say, "at least his having alzheimers might have kept Bush from banning stem-cell research." You know, Bush thinks he's a God and all, so there's always that.

From: batdina	Date: June 6th, 2004 05:21 pm (UTC)		(LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)

my better half thinks that I should write an editorial about him. I remember when he was diagnosed wishing him a long and healthy life ....

	From: elizabeg	Date: June 7th, 2004 04:52 am (UTC)		(LINK TO SPECIFIC ENTRY)

I wish the devotees hadn't marked his passing with street closures and 5 or 6 police and news helicopters circling the chapel 5 blocks from my apartment for god knows how long.

There was this crazy moment in the afternoon when my roommate and I turned the TV on to figure out what the F was going on with all the helicopter's circling like airborn sharks. The coverage of this "news" went on and on. Here we see the corner of a casket, here we see a mob of loons trying to peek at the corner of a casket, here we see an old woman walking dressed like a flag. Craziest part was noisy helicoptered news footage of a helicopter circling a street corner I could have pointed at from the roof of my bedroom--trees in the way from my window but the noise still coming in. I felt quite interpolated, quite post-modern.

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