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Don't worry about those who disliked President Reagan, they've moved on. I mean, why would anyone fret over a harmless, addle-brained old coot who can't even remember how to tie his shoes?
Actually, it's enough to make one grow misty, thinking of the shrunken dotard sitting hour upon hour in his soiled diapers, his powder blue jumpsuit stained wet by his filth. Oh, I suppose there are moments when he's lucid enough to bleat out to Mommy, "Jane, where's that funny little chimp got to?", but is that really enough?
Still, it must be of some comfort to all who care about the dear mooncalf that his wits disappeared so early on. Imagine if he were of sound enough mind to understand the rape charge leveled at him by Selene Walters -- just as well, then, that he has no memory left to dredge up.
No, when it comes to Ronald Wilson Reagan, I think all of America takes a tip from Ron's daughter, Mo. In moments of sweet pillow talk, Mo whispers to her girlfriend: "Bring on that L-U-V!"
So that's everyone's duty when it comes to our beloved ex-president -- even though he's so incoherent he can't feed himself and must be led around on a leash -- America, bring on that L-U-V!
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