Curses, Foiled Again!

Not since June, 1980, when Just Another Blog™ found itself sharing a ballroom at the Century Plaza Hotel w/ Ronald Reagan, who was celebrating his victory in the California Republican primary, has The Editor been so close to a preznit, & so sorry he was unarmed, as earlier this afternoon (about 1240) when Marine One & Marine Two crossed Santa Monica Blvd. @ Federal Avenue @ an altitude of about 350 ft. Oh to have had a shoulder-launched anti-aircraft weapon of some sort! Alas, it would have taken two, as we had no idea which of the choppers the bastard was in. In 1980, there was absolutely no security at the Century Plaza ballroom. No metal detectors, no one even looking at people entering the ballroom. Seriously, had we been armed we probably could have weaseled our way right up to the stage & podium & plugged Reagan. And then, as we were leaving the Century Plaza he came right by us in his limo (Cadillac, if memory serves) literally no more than ten ft. away, though the limo & windows might have been armored. Today, we had just heard on the radio that Dear Leader had been speechifyin' in Torrance (Go to whitehouse.gov for his inane speech & pix of Marine One. We can't get this stupid Windows 2000 library supplied crap to link anything.) when a 'copter came overhead, going north at quite a low altitude. We looked up & there it was, two-tone, white on the top, OD on the bottom, w/ "United States of America" in gold on the rotor boom. Well, we thought to ourselves, but then, seeing no escort, wondered if the Crawford Chickenshit was aboard. Bingo, the second one appeared. Really, one should always be carrying a brace of anti-aircraft missiles, if only to deal w/ the police. At this point, all we can do is hope it's not another 28 yrs. before our next chance to off a politician, in office or not.