I swear, you can’t make this shit up. Take a look:
I distinctly remember Ronald Reagan meeting Mikhail Gorbachev in Iceland. Reagan landed first, and was waiting when Gorbachev’s Aeroflot airliner landed – in the Icelandic wind. Gorbachev deplaned in a typically Russian heavy overcoat and fur hat (say what you will about the Russians, they know how to dress for cold weather) and Reagan was outside waiting for him in a regular business suit.
As Gorbachev approached, he slipped on a patch of ice. He did not fall, but before his aides could react, the older Reagan ran to his side and steadied him, as though he was the younger, stronger man, representing his younger, stronger country.
It was a great visual. Now we have doddering, senile old Joe Biden, sending the world just the opposite message.
Great. Just great.
On To the Links!
Holy shit! Watch the embedded video – there was sure as hell automatic weapons fire on the Mexico side of the river. Believe me, I’ve heard it before – and not an automatic rifle. That was an M-60 or something of that sort, a crew-served machine gun. (But they have such strict gun control in Mexico!)
The Navy is still looking into fusion. Not surprising, the Navy operates a lot of reactors and has plenty of nuke experts.
This Week’s Idiots:
Slate’s Jane Hu is an idiot. I’m sensing a pattern here.
Boy, this one brings back some memories. I remember going to the Ben Franklin’s Five and Dime when I was a little kid. They had bins of little plastic toys, dinosaurs, birds and the like. My Mom would give me a nickel each trip, if I had behaved myself, so I could buy one.
Later, as a teenager, I worked at the Woolco in Cedar Falls, selling guns and fishing gear. Woolco was, of course, a branch of the famous Woolworth chain of five and dime stores. I never fell in love with a co-worker there, although I did date one of the girls from the Garden Center for a while. Nanci Griffith did a wonderful song about that happening, however; this is Love at the Five and Dime. And (let’s say this softly) compare this marvelous display of talent, class and skill with what passes for music today, say, for example, at the recent Emmy Awards. Anyway. Enjoy.