Well, it seems that making reference to Nancy Reagan holding séances in the White House is insulting, apparently in light of the fact that all she did was consult an astrologer for insight as to which days were “good” or “neutral” or “bad”, and then use the astrologer’s “information” to not only influence, but change, President Reagan’s White House schedule. See, nothing so nutty as a séance, right?
W H A T T H E F U C K ???
Isn’t this much like “insulting” someone by referring to their “abduction” by aliens from the planet “golrop”, when in fact their claim is that they were “abducted” by aliens from the planet “thurblot”???
Sweet evil Jesus! What the fuck is going on?
Yes, Obama misspoke. He implied that Nancy Reagan was a fucking lunatic (pun intended) because of participating in séances, an assertion for which there is no evidence. And let’s be clear here, the assertion for which there is no evidence is that she participated in séances, not that she’s a fucking lunatic — the astrologer consultations provide ample evidence to support that assertion.
Oh, how I’d have loved to listen in on that conversation:
“Hello, Nancy? This is Barack Obama. I’m calling to apologize for joking today that you participated in séances during the time that you were First Lady. It was a careless and senseless comment. It’s quite apparent to all Americans that a woman such as yourself who not only actively sought to, but in fact often did, alter your husband’s schedule during your time in the White House on the say-so of an astrologer is not nearly that ignorant or looney. So sorry.”
And yes, I understand that he was making a joke at another person’s expense, and I agree that he should have apologized–for that.
But come on! Our nation almost elected as Vice President a person who believes that humans and dinosaurs lived at the same time! Maybe, and I don’t think it’s too much of an understatement to say that I’m not exactly going out on a limb here, but, maybe it’s time that we rational thinkers started more aggressively taking to task those of our species who insist on believing weird (and unsubstantiated) things.
“Yes, honey, it’s a cartoon, but it’s based on real history. It’s called The Flintstones, and you’ll like it.”
Bullshit.
