The Pope of Things that go Boom
Kim is trying to make the point that he’s just a regular guy. He’s right, too, he is the kind of guy you could sit next to at a bar and swap tales and buy brews and generally have a great time.
On the third hand, however, here’s a guy who had a classical education. A man more well read than 90% of the people I know. A man who speaks a handful of languages. A man who came from outside this country, with an outsider’s perspective, and made specific conscious choices to come and stay here. A man who understands our constitution, and laws, better, shamefully, than most of us.
Finally, a gentleman. Married to a genuine lady. With bright and sane and respectful children.
To me, the best gift anyone can give me is to listen to the tales I tell and be amused by them. I’ve had Kim in tears. It was a great honor.
yeah, Kim is a regular guy. The way Reagan was an ordinary president. If you ever have a chance to meet Kim, or any of the Fabulous Du Toits, and you don’t, you’re a fool.
Yep, he’s just a plain old guy.
I’ve always described Reagan as one of the technicolor people. You know, like in the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy gets to the other side of the rainbow. Everyone else is Kansas grey.
He was larger than life. When he walked in everyone else faded in to the background.
Al Gore used to be the same way, but he doesn’t come across that way anymore. Now he just seems small.
“Kim is a regular guy. The way Reagan was an ordinary president.”
That, Og, is a damn fine way of putting it.
Lisa and I met Kim once, totally by accident, at a gun show here in Fort Worth. He had a friend from out of country with him, and afterwards, the four of us went to a little BBQ place near downtown.
Talk about a great meal – I think we spent about an hour eating and talking, but 12 hours would have been WAYYYY too short.
Don’t sell yourself short, og. I’d be equally happy to sit down to break bread with you as I would with Kim.
And that’s no small praise.
If you ever find yourself out this way, even as far north as Bangor, I will consider it a personal affront if I don’t get a chance to buy you a beer…