From this morning’s Meet the Press:
Tim Russert: Would it be appropriate for a president to provide Secret Service protection for his mistress?
Rudy Giuliani: It would not be appropriate to do it for that reason, Tim … The reason it’s done is because somebody threatens to do harm and the people who assess it come to the conclusion that it is necessary to do this. The reality is that it all came about because of my public position, because of the fact that when people are public or celebrities these kinds of threats take place.
Well, that clears things up considerably.
There are many things I could say here, but I’m only going to ask one small question. And it’s a question that goes out to a particular segment of American society. You know who you are.
Can you imagine if this exchange had involved not Rudy Giuliani, but Bill Clinton?
I’m so proud of myself for making it this far without resorting to terms like “Republican ho budget.” I’ve eschewed that kind of cheap shot because I know that there aren’t any hypocrites out there, especially among the legions supporting Giuliani’s bid for the White House, and as such I’m waiting for all those who once railed at Bubba for being the Pimp-in-Chief to turn their guns on Rudy. Boy, this is going to be great.
Watch the video and read Sam Stein’s take here.
Categories: Crime/Corruption, Politics/Law/Government, Sex
Gosh. A president with a mistress. What a new, novel concept. I wonder why it hasn’t happened in the past. (Insert appropriate snark here, pls.)
God forbid there should ever be a president who has a real sex life–just like there should never be parents who have real sex lives.
As long as dad doesn’t start spending my lunch money on his mistress, things should be OK.
Justin: Not everybody would have been willing to put in the amount of effort required to miss the point as badly as you do. Kudos.
It’s a good thing Timmeh was on the job. Very tough interview there. I hear Rudy slipped him the questions to ask.
In honor of it being gloomy icy Monday, I submit this:
Little Johnny is passing his parents’ bedroom in the middle of the night, in search of a glass of water. Hearing a lot of moaning and thumping, he peeks in and catches his folks in The Act. Before dad can even react, Little Johnny exclaims “Oh, boy! Horsy ride! Daddy, can I ride on your back?”
Daddy, relieved that Johnny’s not asking more uncomfortable questions, and seeing the opportunity not to break his stride, agrees. Johnny hops on and daddy starts going to town. Pretty soon mommy starts moaning and gasping.
Johnny cries out “Hang on tight, Daddy! This is the part where me and the milkman usually get bucked off!”