Sunday, January 11, 2009

Pas possible!

6 comments:

Mr roT said...

Frank Rich hasn't died of AIDS yet? What's he waiting for? Obama's inauguration prayer?

Pepe le Pew said...

I just love this story though. We all know Americans are overfed pigeons, useful to the extent that they are easily conned out of their cash. Glad that Iraqis saw them for what they are too.

Mr roT said...

I hardly see what Frank Rich's angle on that would be. This mincing homo is supposed to be the paragon of fiscal sobriety all of a sudden after seven decades of Dom Perignon enemas?

Tecumseh said...

Isn't FrankRich some kind of film critic? Since when is he an expert on economics? As, he went to Harvard. That explains that. Seethe, JJ, seethe.

Mr roT said...

No problem with Harvard being taken over by fruits like Rich and Barney Frank, AI.

Tecumseh said...

Rich first garnered attention from the theatre community with a lengthy essay about the Stephen Sondheim musical Follies he wrote for the Crimson during its pre-Broadway run in Boston. In his unusually astute study of the work, he predicted the legendary status the show eventually would achieve, and the article "fascinated" director Harold Prince and "absolutely intrigued" Sondheim, who invited the undergraduate to lunch to discuss further his feelings about the production.

Aha, so that's how he got into business. How do you "discuss your feelings" with those Broadway honchos? JJ, you need to draw a CD for me.