8.13.2006
She won't be president of your wonderful society of philanthropy, even if you asked her to be, as you should have asked her to be
Kenneth Burns: "Bill Clinton is our Eva Peron."
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1 comment:
That would sort of make Dubya our Jorge Videla, which fits nicely.
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