Doesn't mean I shouldn't be paranoid.
From the online version of today's Grey Lady:
At the end of the ramp, the two senators greeted a small receiving line; each took a rose — Mr. Obama, a pink one, and Mr. McCain, a yellow one — and laid the flower on a reflecting pool at the bottom of the site.
Get it? McCain the war hero knows that yellow roses signify remembrance while arugula chomping Obambi knows that pink . . . What? Brings out the bronze undertones in his eyes?
Really. Why is this sentence even there?
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