I don't really think people should be judged by their friends. I know if I was to run for president, I would constantly be apologizing for my associations with queer feminist trotskyites, animal rights extremists, eco terrorists, smack addicts, D list Hollywood tarts, lap dancers, as well as bat ass crazy militiamen bunkered down in the Idaho panhandle. So I don't really care if Bill Ayers is one of Barack Obama's honky bros. And I don't really care if, in his youth, under the influence of...
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