“When her future wife made clear during one of their early dates that she could be with only a Yankees fan, Christine C. Quinn did not hesitate: ‘I dumped the Mets in a hot second.’” —An early New York Times look at the mayoral favorite’s “affecting but carefully assembled 240-page memoir,” due out in June, reveals that baseball is less important to her than eternal happiness. Good luck explaining that to the city’s second most populous borough.
For a guy who couldn’t get approved for the Ambassador to the U.N. years ago, couldn’t get approved for anything since, “begged” me for a non Senate approved job, which I gave him despite many saying “Don’t do it, sir,” takes the job, mistakenly says “Libyan Model” on T.V., and..
….many more mistakes of judgement, gets fired because frankly, if I listened to him, we would be in World War Six by now, and goes out and IMMEDIATELY writes a nasty & untrue book. All Classified National Security. Who would do this?