Pink Slip is taking the day off to celebrate Presidents' Day.
I was going to mention my favorite presidents, but do Jefferson, Lincoln, TR, and FDR really need another shout out in honor of their greatness?
So let's hear it for Franklin Pierce, for Millard Fillmore, for James K. Polk. For Taylor, for Tyler, and for whichever Harrison lasted less than a month in office. (Would that some other presidents I could name had done us the same favor. But wait a minute, that would have left us with Dick Cheney...)
Enjoy your day, Rutherford Birchard Hayes, Warren Gamaliel Harding, and Grover Cleveland. And, while we're at it, have fun rolling in your grave, Grover Cleveland Alexander. Sure, you were only a baseball player, but - if Tip O'Neil is to be trusted, and I do believe he is - Ronald Reagan, when he was drifting off, confused Grover Cleveland with his namesake pitcher, whom Reagan played in one of the worst baseball movies ever made.
So, Happy President's Day!
Back tomorrow.
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