Corzine In Iraq
And suddenly this guy at my elbow that I have not hitherto noticed, says, “Hi, how are you? Are you from New Jersey?” I think what a quest . . . (never mind what I thought . . . it’s not important). Anyway, I look to see who is talking and I take in this older type guy looking all professorial, complete with Khaki pants, white button down, and a blue sports coat and I think why in the middle of Iraq would anyone be wea . . . (never mind what I thought . . . it’s not important). Anyway, I say, “No sir. I’ve from Denver.” I tactfully tack on “. . . but New Jersey is a nice place too.” He says something to effect of oh I like Colorado, I own a home in Telluride. And I think what a pom. . . (never mind what I thought . . . it’s not important).
Finally, on a trip to the ice tea dispenser I ask a fringe member of the crowd just exactly who this personage is. He turns out to be the junior senator from New Jersey and former Goldman Sachs CEO, Jon S. Corzine.
After dinner, Tom Kenniff and I head over to the MWR for our bi-diurnal game of Foosball. Just as we start to play, one of the MWR guys (the one that always wears a leather Crocodile Dundee hat) comes over to us and says, “I need to you vacate this area. Security is coming through with bomb sniffing dogs.” I say, “No way. Why?” He’s says because. the Senator is coming over and they need to make sure the building is safe. I think wait a minute I was here last night and no one cleared . . . (never mind what I thought . . . it’s not important). We waited through the search and went back to our game.
Suddenly there’s junior senator from NJ. He says something to me to the effect of “Are you from New Jersey?” “No, I reply. I’m from Colorado. Would you like to play foosball?” He says something to the effect of no, my kids play but not me; you’d beat me. To which I reply something to the effect of “Senator, that was the whole idea.” He made a hasty retreat at this point.
There’s more, you can read the entire post at The JAG-ged Edge.