Here's the whole thing in an Adobe Reader file. As we predicted yesterday, it's very short due to President A.D.D.'s inability to grasp long sentences and big words. Even in its simplicity, it's URGENT - and still, President Buckaroo had to go to the ranch for a month of relaxin' time the next day.
His staff tried to tell him. Clinton tried to tell him. This PDB tried to tell him. What the hell more did he need?
Oh yeah. A vacation.
I've never said this word about him before, but I can only come up with this word to describe my fury. Bastard.
