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Blitzer stays up nights wondering whether Clinton will be introduced by her daughter, Chelsea, and when, if at all, her husband, former president Bill Clinton, will speak. Would it be on the same night as Hillary? A different night?
Borger can’t wait to see how the GOP confab says goodbye to George W. Bush:
“When do they put him on the stage?” she pondered. “Does he even go to the stage? Does he speak from a remote? Do they decide not to bring him there? Are they going to bring him there? When do they bring him there? What does he say? What kind of response does he get? How do they showcase a president with a 28 percent popularity rating who in many ways is John McCain’s problem?”
“And, Gloria, don’t forget the other issue they have to work out is how do they say goodbye to Dick Cheney!” Blitzer added.
“What do you do with George W. Bush? What do you do with Dick Cheney? There’s going to be a lot of intrigue and drama as far as how they choreograph that.”
Just when the CNN newsies were getting to the clapping-their-little-hands-in-excitement stage, one grumpykins critic started chastising them for their enthusiasm. “Isn’t your job to take what they say, to analyze it, to hold it against their former quotes, to show how the policies may change, and screw the drama?” Mr. Crankypants asked. “Isn’t your job to help people make . . . their own decision on their votes, instead of just trying to make these conventions interesting?”
More from Ken Silverstein:
Commentary — November 17, 2015, 6:41 pm
The Clintons’ so-called charitable enterprise has served as a vehicle to launder money and to enrich family friends.
Flor Arely Sánchez had been in bed with a fever and pains throughout her body for three days when a July thunderstorm broke over the mountainside. She got nervous when bolts of light flashed in the sky. Lightning strikes the San Julián region of western El Salvador several times a year, and her neighbors fear storms more than they fear the march of diseases — first dengue, then chikungunya, now Zika. Flor worried about a lot of things, since she was pregnant.
Late in the afternoon, when the pains had somewhat eased, Flor thought she might go to a dammed-up bit of the river near her house to bathe. She is thirty-five and has lived in the same place all her life, where wrinkled hills are planted with corn, beans, and fruit trees. She took a towel and soap and walked out into the rain. Halfway to the river, the pains returned and overcame her. The next thing Flor remembers, she was in a room she didn’t recognize, unable to move. As she soon discovered, she was in a hospital, her ankle cuffed to the bed, and she was being investigated for abortion.
Average amount of time a child spends in Santa Claus’s lap at Macy’s (in seconds):
Beer does not cause beer bellies.
Following the arrest of at least 10 clowns in Kentucky and Alabama, Tennesseans were warned that clowns could be “predators” and Pennsylvanians were advised not to interact with what one police chief described as “knuckleheads with clown-like clothes on.”
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“Matt was happy enough to sustain himself on the detritus of a world he saw as careening toward self-destruction, and equally happy to scam a government he despised. 'I’m glad everyone’s so wasteful,' he told me. 'It supports my lifestyle.'”