When I read this article, I had to check the calendar. I could swear that January had just arrived, but somehow we had fast-forwarded to April 1, because only on April Fool's Day could such a ridiculous article--and ridiculous idea--be put to print. But no, it's January 8, all right.
However, in the Bizarro World our country has become, where a majority of people are hypnotized by some kind of Rovian Jedi mind trick, the possibility of Newt Gingrich running for president doesn't seem as laughable as it used to. For him to think he even has a chance scares me, because he probably does. John Kerry forgets where he spent Christmas Eve one year during the war, and that's an unforgiveable offense to Republicans and their supporters. Shrub snorts coke, lies to the American people, invades a sovereign nation, and sends thousands of our young people to their deaths, but hey, that's forgiveable. He's god's right-hand man. So I'm sure that Newt's past offenses will be swept under the big GOP, god-woven rug, and we can look forward to seeing his smirky face at the 2008 Republican National Convention.
Anyone have the telephone number of a good immigration lawyer?