Okay, I can’t take it anymore. That had to have been the longest fucking funeral in recorded history. And I feel for Nancy – she’s been doing this for over a week. Why didn’t we just have a map on the TV’s for the hours that the plane made it’s way from D.C. back to Cali. Haven’t seen cameras that parked on slow-moving vehicles since OJ went crazy.
The most striking image of the event was Nancy leaning down to kiss the flag-draped coffin in the Capitol Rotunda. You could hear every journalist in the room realize this was the money shot and a thousand cameras clicked in perfect unison to her lips meeting the cloth. I am surprised she’s as mobile as she is – I thought she’s be a little slower – good for her.
I will always remember Reagan because he was President when I was a kid. The optimism he created was wonderful (even if kicked off with the October surprise). The idea of a weapons system called Star Wars was too cool to imagine (even though later proved a pretty much fucked up, impossible idea). He seemed genuinely concerned for real people (even though he ignored AIDS, allowing it to remain un-researched and un-announced and claim millions of lives). He cared for kids (even though he tried to make ketchup qualify as a vegetable in school lunches). And his monetary policy was unprecedented (I’m still waiting for that trickle down to reach me).
Most notable is how the sociopaths in power today started cutting their teeth way back in 1980 – realizing that an imperialist America was the way to go and that a massive military build-up was not only good for morale but hideously good for business.
So I say good riddance, Reagan. You were an abrasive prick – forecasting a whole new tidal wave of abrasive pricks to come into office decades later.
I’ll close with Hunter S. Thompson’s reflection on the funeral of Richard Milhouse Nixon: (though my sentiments are not nearly as acrid as Mr. Thompson’s:
If the right people had been in charge of Nixon’s funeral, his casket would have been launched into one of those open-sewage canals that empty into the ocean just south of Los Angeles. He was a swine of a man and a jabbering dupe of a president. Nixon was so crooked that he needed servants to help him screw his pants on every morning. Even his funeral was illegal. He was queer in the deepest way. His body should have been burned in a trash bin.