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Whitney
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Date Posted: 21:42:13 02/18/02 Mon
In reply to:
Maggie
's message, "Johnny on the spot" on 12:28:45 01/26/02 Sat
Hey, it's me, and by the way, Jason, I like the new stuff on your website. But back to my eternal shame--yes, I was forced to interact with John "Assclown" Ashcroft for upwards of 3 minutes. It was actually in D.C. for Girls Nation on the day we were all supposed to meet our senators and representatives. While many of the girls from other states enjoyed nice lunches, round table discussions, and even chances to sit in on the floor of the Senate etc, John treated us like furniture. After being forced to wait for about 45 minutes, we were hustled into the office by some butt-licking creep as if we had kept him waiting, and shuffled around in lame photo ops while being gladhanded and asked embarrassingly generic questions. I don't think the man was even close to present in mind (assuming he has one), yes, his breath smelled, yes, he looked like an aging alcoholic (I was reminded of Jerry Voss for those of you who know him) and yes, the suit was atrocious. We fine young aspiring future of America types were turned off completely to all forms of politics as well as fighting a temptation to spit in the potted plants. If I haven't burned the print sent almost a year later of shaking hands with Satan's handmaiden, it is now an even higher priority. I wash my hands of the affair and wish I had gone to the DC red light district rather than the Capitol Building.
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