All men are created equal... it takes a winger to separate them out into the cans and the cannots.
I don't know about you, but when that Mega Millions or Powerball jackpot gets really high, I like to go down to the local convenience store and ask the good folks waiting for hours to buy a fistful of tickets, "Hey, do you think Condi Rice should cut a deal with Bashar Assad?" Or, "Excuse me, sir, I know you're busy filling out those little ovals for the same 78 numbers you play every week, but I was wondering whether you think reimportation of Canadian drugs is a good idea?" I mean, where better to find the distilled genius of the vox populi than a line of people at the 7-Eleven who have a lot of time to spare during working hours?
Not to pick nits on why Jonah's at 7-11 during business hours but since when did he become the designated arbitrator of who should and shouldn't vote and whose understanding of international policy beats whose? Using this measure of intelligence, Bush shouldn't have voted for himself.
Posted by kerry at July 28, 2006 10:15 AM