This would never happen at Dunkin Donuts:
Starbucks has denied a customer's request
to put "Laissez Faire" on his customized Starbucks card. [Update,
2008-04-10: reportedly reversed. Yay!]
We did that whole thing on patriotism-questionin' yesterday, and not to beat a dead horse on that
or anything, but … Michelle points to
report from the "legislative district caucus" of the 43rd district
in Seattle, Washington:
At the mere mention of doing the pledge there were groans and boos. Then, when the district chair put the idea of doing the Pledge of Allegiance up to a vote, it was overwhelmingly voted down. One might more accurately say the idea of pledging allegiance to the flag (of which there was only one in the room, by the way, on some delegate’s hat) was shouted down."Just don't question their patriotism." Sam Gamgee was there, too.
Meanwhile, Obama is trying
real hard to ratchet up the patriotism-content. If he's not
lose the votes of the 43rd district. (Via Hugh Hewitt.)
If you're not yet Hestoned out, Scott at Power Line
has a great
post; among other tidbits, he's impressed with Stephen Hunter's tribute
at the Washington
Post, and so am I.
Continuing in that mortality vein: if you didn't make it
to William F. Buckley Jr.'s memorial at St. Patrick's Cathedral,
Macomber is the next best thing. The description
of son Christopher Buckley's eulogy is both moving and funny:
"We talked about this day, he and I," Buckley began as he settled in to give the father he described as "the world's coolest mentor" his due. "He said, 'If I'm still famous try to get the cardinal to do the service at St. Patrick's. If I'm not, just tuck me away in Stamford." The humorist waited two beats then added, "Well, Pop, I guess you're still famous."
I also liked Rob Long's purloined memo from St. Peter on "recent complaints" about the ruckus Mr. Buckley is causing.
Mr. Karl Marx has registered several formal complaints with the Administration about your repeated pranks — I believe, but cannot prove, that you and Milton Friedman were responsible for what we’re going to call the “jello incident” — and really, sir, if the gentleman doesn’t want to appear in a debate you’ve arranged on the topic “Resolved: This house believes that Marxism is an esophoric condition,” then please, do not keep asking him. Mr. Marx is here on a rather tenuous basis, and wishes to keep a low profile.
The same goes for Mr. Franklin Delano Roosevelt.