A Bellow From Stage Right
Aug. 26th, 2004 03:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arisbe“Dad?!” my teenage daughter’s face reflected a queasy mixture of surprise and instinctive revulsion. “Is it true? Are you really a . . . Republican?”
She uttered the word as if it were a deadly disease that she could catch just by naming it. “I’m a conservative,” I corrected her.
A confessed Neocon, I regret to say, but -- seemingly -- more of a mensch than most of that sect, and, who knows, he might become even more daring later.
She uttered the word as if it were a deadly disease that she could catch just by naming it. “I’m a conservative,” I corrected her.
A confessed Neocon, I regret to say, but -- seemingly -- more of a mensch than most of that sect, and, who knows, he might become even more daring later.
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Date: 2004-08-26 05:58 pm (UTC)I wonder, what is Mr. Bellow for domestically? Or does he just not like to be told what to think?
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Date: 2004-08-27 02:25 am (UTC)Mnah!
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