Neanderpundit

No official title yet, but he’s been paid 8 million for it.

Ah, hell, why review it, when I can just copy/paste it here?

My name is Ted Kennedy.

My father was a criminal two bit hustler who made it big by being in bed with the mob.
Daddy used his ill-gotten gains to make kings, and he did it so well that he made my brother President, even though he was inept at the job, and used his position to poison our government with mobbed up guys. Even more amazing was the fact that he got me a Senate job, even though I murdered a secretary that I had knocked up. I now overindulge in the alcohol that made dad his millions, and I’m a comic figure everywhere on earth, except to the sheep too stupid to see what a worthless piece of filth I am.

Everyone who bears My daddy’s name is a turd, and should be flushed.

There you go! Hope you liked it. Send me 10% of the $40 you would have spent on the book, and we’ll both be tickled.

From the inimitable Mark Alger

Go. RTWT.

Evel Knievel dead.

Won’t be many more like him.

Bugger could do some real damage to a scooter. And himself. Wonder how many stunt men today would do what he did without any safety other than a helmet and a tight leather suit to hold his bones together if he wrecked?