So I'm at the doctor this morning for some blood work, and after waiting for 45 minutes for the nominally first drawing of the day, they finally take me back. And I'm pissed.
So I lean back in the grey Naugahyde chair and look up at the wall, and there, amidst insurance notifications and various public health detritus, in a small wood frame, held up by blue thumbtacks, is a picture you don't expect to see in a place of honor.
Governor James McGreevey announces to the world that he is "A gay American," flanked by his well-accessorized Courtney Love-looking wife #2.
What in the world would make someone memorialize this moment? It was a normal moment of shame for New Jersey, a typical revelation of corruption, wrapped up in homo-scandal. Is McGreevey perhaps a cult figure in the gay community for ascending to such a position of power? Is McGreevey the next Barney Frank? He's certainly a good deal cuter, that must be said.
Anyhow. It was wierd.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Momento McGreevey
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"It was wierd." Weird?
You know it's legal to empty human sewage a certain distance from the shore and many municipalities do so with impunity. Do not teach your children to step in it, just let it wash out to sea.
"Dilution is the solution to pollution"
"Teenagers and young men can only die or embarrassment, do not wear your helmet"
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