I'm in the middle of deliberating
in the matter of interior paints,
and at a minimum it strikes me as
untimely of a President to demand
one's attention to his latest of-
fense against human dignity. What
would have been wrong with insist-
ing on such distractions when tak-
ing out the trash? Yet who should
be surprised, that it is the more
Conservative and politically aut-
onomous observers, who are urging
most eloquently, the character of
complaint which his climactically
revolting utterances now require?
Most of humanity has found itself
on entirely different shores from
his compulsive Rubicon for years.
That he crosses it with impunity,
is less an indictment of our res-
olution, than proof of his rejec-
tion's maturing, as going without
saying. Still not to put too fine
a point on it, one cannot imagine
a figure whose demise will engage
less celebration, than one so od-
ious as to've shed consideration.
