Pat Buchanan was in the paper too.
It was on paper. There was no goddamn Internet.
Someone next to Trump said I should “watch out” on Fridays, then closed
her Twitter account. _Bill
October
29, 2017
Dear
Abby -
I
here “confess” to stealing some memorable Cornell characters and putting them
in an absolutely fictional screenplay. How about my 1984 bookstore colleague
Frank Dutton? Frank was the secret “porno dropper” among highly academic
textbooks. Why would anyone “snitch” on Frank? He was always enthralled with
gruesome murders and the location of Ithaca cops. My recurrent joke was: “Ithaca
cops? Frank, I’ve never seen those guys.”
I
saw them in 2008 when I drove up the Buffalo Street hill for nostalgia. Two
cops were at the bottom of the hill, one on each side of the street waving as my
later wrecked by Russian cocaine dealers vehicle went up to Collegetown. Same
old stuff up there, so I departed and never want to see that miserable town
again, except for when a “mafia claw” arrives for the demolition of the evil
house at 420 W. Buffalo. What happened at W. Buffalo & N. Corn exactly on
the fifth anniversary of the attempt on Ronald Reagan’s life? An big jackass waved
a handgun at me and a guy stuck an Uzi submachine gun in my face. I ran,
wouldn’t you?
A
big clean-up job is needed at Secret Service.
Why?
I
don’t like Trump, but I’d hate to see his butt killed.
Daddy
was one of those Secret Service guys, back when they were really, really,
secret.
The
false report was: “Charlie, he can’t hit the broad side of a barn.”
Daddy’s
call…let Oswald take a shot, or not.
They
knew all about him (C.I.A. & Secret Service).
I
know who dished the bad assessment, and…?
See
you in Canada, because your USA is beyond recovery from a fascistic tailspin. Charles
E. Hughes paid for his error by residing
in the LBJ doghouse for many years taking dictation and typing letters on a
typewriter identical to the president’s. The prose is unmistakable, and is that
of my late dad’s on an LBJ-corrected document nobody is stealing so I have to
find it again on the TOP SECRET Internet.
“Back
in the saddle” by 1980? I seem to recall saying this to my ex-spouse: “I think
it’s Caroline Kennedy up at that office.” The wife said, “Why don’t you go in
there and talk to her?” The tragedy no human seems to comprehend in this drug-demented
nation is that if I had, Ted Kennedy still loses and does not even make it to
the Wisconsin Presidential Primary. Caroline would have given no clue about who had come in
the door, and so I can’t wait to drag her and hubby Ed into a federal courtroom.
(I’ve had 8mm film confiscated that caught the Kennedy’s on vacation with our
impoverished family).
As
for my uncles, all of them said, “It will be like a bull in a china shop” (when
I figure out who I am). That’s Howard Hughes’ son, dear.
William
Hughes, MSW, QMHP
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