Friday, August 26, 2005
Training Wheels
About this time in his presidency, Richard Milhous Nixon was observed (by aides) having conversations with Presidential portraits and scrambling on the floor of the Oval Office grabbing at the various pills and capsules he'd fumbled all over the place while already sauced as a Christmas Goose.
Reagan's goose was already cooked by the time his dementia had progressed to the point he thought he was actually playing President in an MGM production, so there was little need for Librium or barbituates to keep him in check.
Well, by golly, the wait was worth every minute by felonious minute, huh? I mean, is this our President on Drugs or what?
Reagan's goose was already cooked by the time his dementia had progressed to the point he thought he was actually playing President in an MGM production, so there was little need for Librium or barbituates to keep him in check.
Well, by golly, the wait was worth every minute by felonious minute, huh? I mean, is this our President on Drugs or what?
