Rick Perry has been having an awful time remembering
things lately—his latest mishap was not remembering the voting age or the date
of the general election.
At the bank
the other day the teller was telling me how her youngest son spent Thanksgiving
in California eating sushi. Of her 3 sons her youngest is the most adventurous.
I laughed and said of my three daughters my youngest is my most adventurous
too---and then I attempted to tell her how she planned on taking a business
course in South American in the country
of……except I had nothing. I couldn’t
remember the name of the country at all even though I absolutely knew which
country it was. And the teller tried to help me along naming every country in
South America that she could think of—but none of them were it. I was
mortified. I could not believe that my brain was that frozen and all attempts
to unfreeze it were in vain.
An hour later when I had long left the bank and the
information was of no consequence I remembered the country was Nicaragua.
So although I do not know a whole lot about Rick
Perry and his political agenda I do feel some pathos towards him. He likely
knew the voting age as well as the date of the general election. His brain was
just toying with him—making a mockery of his attempts at recall. Brain freezes
have no bearing on intellect. They are a function of aging circuits. And even
those cans of Prestone de-icer won’t work or Rick Perry would be huffing it by
now and having the de-icing company donate money to his campaign.
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