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Hey Warden…I Mean, Uh, Elizabeth
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A couple days ago at I was buttonholed at an Elizabeth Edwards event by a volunteer I happened to have been arrested with back in 2004. He’d been a great help to me during that ordeal, standing amongst a small coterie shouting at my arresting officers, “You don’t know who you’re f-king with! That guy is friends with Bill Kristol!” Some relevant facts: Much as I’d like to, I don’t know Bill Kristol. It was also fairly clear my arresting officer didn’t know who Bill Kristol was, either, although from my treatment afterwards, I am left to assume he felt I was getting a little too big for my britches, relying on my not-actually-my-pal pal Bill Kristol. Ah, the beginning of a stellar evening.

Such is the power and legend of neocons in some minds. I’ll admit it is fun to picture the world through their eyes: Imagine, if you can, Bill Kristol shouting at a phalanx of cops trying to subdue him, “Do you know who you’re f–king with? I’m Bill f–king Kristol!”

At any rate, my former Pier 57 cellmate was very kind to me, chatting it up jovially even if he was sure to tell every Edwards staffer in sight a Class A Member of the Vast Right-Wing Conspiracy was in their midst. He nevertheless felt compelled to tell me he had been disappointed in my articles detailing our arrest. “It was like being thrown in jail didn’t change your perspective at all,” he lamented. Fair enough, even if working for Edwards hardly seems like throwing your lot in with the vanguard of the revolution.

Anyway…small world.

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