Caspar Weinberger, former defense secretary, Reagan flunkie, and pardoned Iran-Contra affair participant, died yesterday. The only thing I thought of upon hearing this news was this:
"The wind doth taste of bittersweet
like jasper wine and sugar.
I'll bet it's blown through other's feet...
like those of Caspar Weinberger."
It's from a Bloom County strip of long ago - Opus is sitting on a hillside, struggling to write a poem, and that's what he comes up with. After the Caspar Weinberger line, Portnoy sits up from further down the hill and says, "Start over." I would link to it, but Berke Breathed has a thing about not putting all his comics online for free, I guess, so I can't. Alas.
Thanks for reading.
P.S. Confidential to Electric Mayhem: Happy Birthday! Your (late) card is in the mail!
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Awww, thanks Joy!
Do you remember loaning me all of your Bloom County books? I do. You're awesome.
By the way, I gave them all back, so if you can't find them, some other jackass has them.
For real? You have them? All this time I've been blaming my Mom - I thought I left them at home and she sold them all for a dime each at a garage sale.
Mom, I'm sorry.
Dude, I totally expect to be credited in your dissertation now.
I do not have those books! I gave them all back!
I mean, I wish had that awesome stash, but I do not.
It takes a lot more than that to get into my acknowledgments section, yo.
I do not have those books! I gave them all back!
I mean, I wish had that awesome stash, but I do not.
It takes a lot more than that to get into my acknowledgments section, yo.
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