Hello wingers without a wing:
Here’s a story for ya. I joined the Beverly Hills Young Democrats in 1967. I joined, not because I was a Democrat, but because I wanted to screw rich Jewish chicks. It worked. I managed to screw 8 out of the 10 chicks on the steering committee of the BHYD. Henry Waxman, our president, the nice Jewish boy that he was, hadn’t screwed a single one.
But, that’s not the point of this story. The point is, Henry asked me to succeed him. He would support my candidacy for president, if I would support him in his run for Tony Belinson’s seat in the California state house - and I did.
I became the president of the most powerful young democratic club, in a state where the adult party was in shambles. We were the only cohesive organization in the state, and all the candidate's came to us. We put money in candidate’s hands, and workers on the ground. Henry won.
In 1969, if I hadn’t been caught in Mexico with a load of pot in my plane, I was going to be a police commissioner under the new LA Mayor, Thom Bradley, whom I helped elect. The Wolverine will get a kick out of that. I certainly chuckle when I think about it.
A few years later, Henry defeated Thom Reese for congress and he’s been there ever since. I went to visit him in 1992. He wouldn’t see me.
Anyway, he’s a powerful dude these days. How powerful is he? I’ll betcha tom will know.
excon
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