Retiring Type   
The Washington Post’s Howard Kutz is puzzled at the incessant media coverage of Barack Obama minutia, and for guidance he turns to grizzled George W. Bush handler Mark McKinnon
McKinnon is professionally awed at Obama’s mastery of image burnishing, contrasting him to Bush’s modest self effacement:
“the former president liked his privacy, was wary of the media and had an aversion ‘to anything that smacks of self-promotion.’“
Kurtz’s probing questions continue, turning to burly, bandito-mustachioed Thomas Friedman to understand why those leftest whiners seem so upset with Obama.
Puzzler 
 Eternal Flame   
The pop-necrophiliac juggernaut that is Michael Jackson has opened a London exhibit of career castoffs and oddities, somehow coinciding with the release of what we can only hope is his last final concert film.
Along with the usual costumes and chotskies is a treasured Ronald Reagan letter to Jackson, wishing him speedy recovery from burns sustained in an
  ill-starred Pepsi commercial.
Reagan’s infectious optimism failed to take hold in this instance. 
 Jackson’s fire injuries are blamed by some for his subsequent pain killer abuse.
Much as we might dream of these oddities on permanent display in a real museum someday, the cruel fact is this is only a tease for the inevitable memorabilia auction. 
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 Straight Poop 
George W. Bush made his world-changing motivational speaker debut in Ft. Worth this week, and he went with the tested material.
How to rouse the Texas throng while auditioning for future speaking gigs?
Turd jokes never fail!
Bush wowed ’em with tales of cleaning up after his dog, showing that former Presidents are just like us. The Washington Post watched the relatableness unfold in real time:
“He is just a normal guy! He wasn’t the best speaker. But I was happy to see him!” said Lubbock salesman Patrick Kruger, 50.”
 
Bush’s fascinating pet sanitation anecdote saw light in March, when he tried it first outside the country in Canada.
Next to China, where April saw the former chief executive talking shit at the 
Boao Forum.
A May high school graduation provided the first domestic audience to enjoy Bush’s scatological stylings, and Vanity Fair expressed concern that the ex-president was repeating himself.
Bush defied the glossy monthly, regaling Michigan business leaders with dog stories in late May, and again in Toronto.
Squintee is a man of few words!
Short of Checkers’ role in Nixon’s career, no.
