The red pickup truck has finally run out of gas. Did he really ever have that much in the tank? You've heard the stories: he's lazy, he lacked motivation, Jeri was pulling the strings, etc. Fred Thompson seems like the quintessential example of politics ruining probably a decent human being. Yeah, the red pick up truck was a sad plea for redneck votes, but no more than putting Al Gore in flannel shirts or giving John Kerry a rifle. Fred seems like he would be a good neighbor. One of those "you mind your business, and I'll mind mine" types.
He was mellow and had somewhat refined tastes. Few supporters noticed he was more Gucci than NASCAR, more Hollywood and Washington than Tennessee, and apparently more of a mack than his appearance lets on. His Senate tenure was fairly uneventful, and past voting tendencies illustrate a small handful of moderate inclinations. Maybe he just got sick of the charade? Anyway, it was a very brief love affair between Fred and the GOP.
Dick Polman has tough words for the last days of the beyond struggling Edwards campaign.
John Gibson. You may know him as the Fox News blowhard who believes there's some PC/liberal assault on Christmas. Well, his latest remarks are as invidious as ever. What? Me insensitive?
Gibson, you have incurred the wrath of cat nation.
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