Oh fer cryin' out loud . . .
Hi, my name is John Kerry and I am a Man of Privilege. And what I mean by that is it is my privilege to do whatever the fuck I feel like no matter what I've promised. Simply because I know better than you.
Section 5, pages 4-5 of the binding "Memorandum of Understanding" that was negotiated and agreed upon by both political campaigns states: "No props, notes, charts, diagrams, or other writings or other tangible things may be brought into the debate by either candidate.... Each candidate must submit to the staff of the Commission prior to the debate all such paper and any pens or pencils with which a candidate may wish to take notes during the debate, and the staff or commission will place such paper, pens and pencils on the podium..." So what did Dem presidential contender John Kerry take out of his jacket as he approached the stage [with his back to the auditorium's audience]? What did Kerry place on the podium?
Pen? Cheat sheet? Xanax? PitaPet? Rubber chicken? Mirror? Magic hat? Chinese rifle? Ego-sphere controller? You guessed it -- Drudge. video links there.
All Power to the *CORRECT* People!
Posted by on 10/04/04 at 06:43 AM
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