Eve Ottenberg

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”Always wore it like that. Even thirty years ago. Bad enough being named Horace LaMarque and a nincompoop. The hair’s just the icing on the cake. Monica says he bought another motorcycle. People like that, it makes you understand how we could have had a president like Gerald Mayaguez Ford. Talk about a dim bulb. I can just see Horace in the voting booth next year, torn between the Liberty Lobby or whatever those fanatics are called and Ronald Reagan. Quite a quandary. Then he’ll look down at Sunny and say ‘what do you think?’ And when Sunny goes woof woof, he’ll close his eyes and pull a lever.”