How is this for some Nice Time? Here is a picture of President John F. Kennedy totally macking on future Speaker of the House and Legislative Badass Nancy Pelosi at his Inaugural Ball back in 1961. Pelosi at the time was just shy of 21 (totally legal in all states, not just Southern ones!) Not that such niceties as “legal age of consent” would have stopped old JFK, that cad.
Unfortunately there was a Twitter update (twupdate?) informing us that the picture was actually taken at an event while Kennedy was still a senator. So it's possible Miss D'Alesandro was still underage in that picture. Not to creep you out or anything.
"Nostalgia"? More like a 50-year long case of PTSD; a nightmare that just won't go away. I would have been more than happy to have never witnessed it and the other infamous murders and assassinations of that decade. It was an extremely traumatic and wretched thing to experience right at the same time as my 10th birthday, and I hate, hate, hate being reminded of it. The misery associated with those days was almost too much to bear, and I steadfastly avoid any detailed recreations or commemorations of 11/22/63. I am getting short of breath even as I write this. They can take all of that conspiracy buff shit and shove it. This is not by any stretch a subject associated with any feelings of nostalgia. God damn it to hell!!
Unfortunately there was a Twitter update (twupdate?) informing us that the picture was actually taken at an event while Kennedy was still a senator. So it's possible Miss D'Alesandro was still underage in that picture. Not to creep you out or anything.
We always like a challenge.
As a fellow 8 year old I would have been ready in some ways, but most emphatically not in many others.
"Nostalgia"? More like a 50-year long case of PTSD; a nightmare that just won't go away. I would have been more than happy to have never witnessed it and the other infamous murders and assassinations of that decade. It was an extremely traumatic and wretched thing to experience right at the same time as my 10th birthday, and I hate, hate, hate being reminded of it. The misery associated with those days was almost too much to bear, and I steadfastly avoid any detailed recreations or commemorations of 11/22/63. I am getting short of breath even as I write this. They can take all of that conspiracy buff shit and shove it. This is not by any stretch a subject associated with any feelings of nostalgia. God damn it to hell!!
...are you open to fiscal Tea-Bagging?!
(1) Soros, I love your comments. I hope some day to meet you at a drinky thing or whatevs.
(2) Fuck off.
Delta Down.
Yow
I think you've left me behind. That happens, these days.
I imagine it's the eyes. The diamond-hard eyes.
sea monkey libul!!1!
I've met Dok, he's not a -- oh, gotcha.
Marvin was the lone gunman
And Dr. Perry asked, may I cut in?
a regular bay of pigs
ride his vespa? the ponies haz a sad...