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I sat next to the head of the company’s trading division, a handsome man named Mark. He told me what his division did, and it was interesting indeed. Nerve wracking, though. I sometimes wish I had gone to work on Wall Street but I am nowhere near tough enough, plus I hate getting up early. No, I think the Almighty got me to where I am supposed to be.
The speaker for the next day is Tom Ridge and he came and sat with us. What a gracious, intelligent, decent man. I wish he’d run for president. I liked him a lot. (Wait. I forgot. I’m running for president.)p> TUESDAY br> A ghastly trip on a small commuter plane from Charleston to LGA. The plane had the tiniest lavatory I have ever seen or tried to use. It made me crazy. That plane is way too small for a two- and-a-half hour flight, as it turned out to be. Plus, I felt very nutty, almost panicky, when I landed and they would not let us off for 15 minutes. Then we had to have a bus take us to the terminal. Again, yuck. No more commuter planes. That’s it. Naturally, my wife was totally calm. /p>
Then a ride in a town car to the apartment of our dear friends, the married couple Justin Feldman and Linda Alice Fairstein. He’s a retired lawyer and she’s a former DA and now a successful writer. Justin just had a porcine aortic valve implant that has saved his life. Aren’t pigs great? I think it must be a typo in the Talmud that tells us Jews to stay away from them. Justin is 86 years old and has behaved with ultra super courage in the face of this illness. I am really impressed.
I left my wife with the Feldman-Fairsteins and went off to the Essex House to my usual room. Then dinner with my food faddist friend Wendy. Naturally, she mainly wanted to talk about food.
I had to get to bed early because tomorrow, Lords, is a busy day. That’s a Shakespeare quote.p>
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
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