Obviously we're going to have a Repub pres. in 2008. If they, ya know, "those" people have once again chosen the chosen.
I never knew where Bill Clinton came from. And now, here's Hillary.
Delivered.
Golly darn, thanks.
--- Doug Henwood <dhenwood at panix.com> wrote:
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> pulsing presidential pheremones
> Bill Clinton No Longer Fuckable, Proclaims ELLE
> Writer Who Totally
> Wants To Do Him
>
> Elle sent writer Rebecca Traister to Africa with
> Bill Clinton for its
> December issue, an assignment about which she tells
> the contributors'
> page: "I was beside myself during the trip." And if
> by "beside" she
> means "touching" -- or if by "trip" she means, ahem,
> "trip", or some
> combination of the two, that would be an accurate
> reflection of Oh My
> God The Most Insane Political Profile Ever on Bill
> Clinton,
> specifically the matter of what she terms that
> "feral appeal" -- does
> he still got it? Rebecca maintains "no"! "The
> va-va-voom of Clinton's
> touch has dissipated in the years since I first met
> him," she says.
> "He appears older than his years. And he knows it."
> But then! She
> proceeds to fill the story with lines like:"He
> seemed to pulse with
> pheremones, and a moment's eye contact had been a
> sexually
> discombobulating experience" So it's like, in this
> case, no means
> yes! It's so confusing, like she's telling us all
> he's too old and
> gray for her to fantasize about, but you can't even
> hear her over the
> racket of her buzzing Magic Wand! More excerpts:
>
> "In the lobby of the Robert Reid hospital, the
> press gets caught
> in a throng, and I try to push my way through the
> tangle of arms and
> legs, I feel a massive paw on my left shoulder
> blade, guiding me
> through the door. Though I can't see who's behind
> me, I know before I
> even hear the familiar cotton-wool drawl tell the
> crowd to "Let them
> through" that the paw is the same one I shook six
> years earlier, half
> of the pair that clasped palms and forearms and
> elbows all the way to
> the White House...I know it's Clinton's--not because
> it sends a
> dangerous jolt down my spine, but becaus the instant
> I feel that huge
> hand on my back, I know I am safe."
>
> Safe, eh?
>
> Only a man so sure of his masculinity and power
> could be
> comfortable enough to give his wife a turn at the
> most public kind of
> supremacy.
>
> Um.
>
> "At every hotel and every restaurant and on every
> tarmac, he
> pauses to press the flesh, and there's always so
> much to press."
>
> Tell Dov Charney about it!
>
> "His intellectual and humanistic appetites remain
> voracious, and
> when his gaze sweeps the dinner tabl and catches
> you, you feel as if
> you have been X-rayed by the eye of Sauron, the
> flabbiness of your
> own cerebrum exposed."
>
> Whoah. Anyway, it continues on thusly, only with a
> subplot about how
> she has to pee, and she can't, but she needs to, but
> she's transfixed
> by his really important ideas about microfinancing
> and the minor
> infrastructure improvements that can generate large
> improvements in
> living standards in the world's poorest countries or
> something that
> is actually too mindboggling to convey plus she
> reallly has to go to
> the bathroom, but first she just completely loses
> it.
>
> "It's easy to forget after the past seven years
> that limber
> intellects are desirable in the leaders of your
> country."
>
> Um, it's easy to forget if you are on rave drugs
> maybe! Oh right.
>
>
> 3:30 PM ON MON NOV 5 2007
> BY MOE
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