Ankle Bitten Celebration
February 17th, 2008Someone else sees the Hillary Clinton-Richard Nixon connection. I’ve drawn it numerous times here on this blog, Dear Reader, and here in my College newspaper. I’m glad other people see it as well. I am not, after all, crazy, although I’d like to think myself a little ahead of the curve and a great reader of people and history, but I’ve got a long way to go.
Made me feel good to read Slate’s piece because a) I love Slate b) I did something to my ankle today and am giving it times to see if it naturally reduces from the size of a beachball (so I needed something “pleasant” as I’m laid up). If I don’t get better soon, I’ll visit a doctor, don’t you worry about that! In the meantime, all I know is, 1) Hillary Clinton is a lot like Richard Nixon, 2) my ankle is not broken (just sprained, badly), and 3) I really like cheese. Makes me feel good because I appreciate sharing a thought. And isn’t that a beautiful moment, Dear Reader? When you and someone else are thinking the same thing? Can communicate without words? Can speak in unison? Maybe Rosenbaum isn’t my soulmate, and in fact he probably isn’t (You are), but we’re both trying to see the world from another angle and I’d like to keep it that way.