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June172008
TEN years ago John McCain had to apologize for regaling a Republican audience with a crude sexual joke about Hillary and Chelsea Clinton and Janet Reno. Last year he had to explain why he didn’t so much as flinch when a supporter asked him on camera, “How do we beat the bitch?” But these days Mr. McCain just loves the women."
— Op-Ed Columnist - Frank Rich - Do Angry Clinton Women Love McCain? - Op-Ed - NYTimes.com
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Practical Traveler - Air Travel - Checking Baggage? Not at These Prices - NYTimes.com
OMG, the last time I wore a paper anything (aside from something medical) was when I was in the 7th grade and paper dresses sold in a can were all the rage. Give me a freakin’ break.
Tales from the Morgue: The Popular Grew With City Of El Paso »
Although the Time’s archivist blogger invariably works a poor metaphor to death, she does cover many interesting and valuable historical topics that could be covered if the El Paso Historical (Hysteria) Society ever had a blog. And I don’t see that coming anytime soon.
ANYWAY, this should be required reading for anyone moving here—the land of “Sun, Salsa, and Soldiers,” as the city now proclaims. (bleah!) And on the topic of buzz phrases to sell this pile of sand, I guess the “Capital of the Border” campaign is now caput. Also, here is a good wrap up of this topic by Barry Popik.
In any event, here is today’s entry, which is about the department store where my parents worked. Although they went to El Paso High School, they didn’t know one another until they met at the Popular. I guess I owe the Schwartz’s a debt of gratitude for enabling our city’s myriad of classes and ethnicities to meet, shop, and work together beneath the umbrella of their wonderful emporium. ;)
