Monday, September 24, 2007

P(hone)-Whipped

What’s a better way to say I love you than by not paying attention to your husband’s presidential campaign schedule?

Judith Nathan, the third Mrs. Rudy Giuliani, once again put her needs first and phoned her husband during a speech, which was being given to the National Rifle Association. Anybody wonder now why wives are mistaken so often for intruders and shot?

"Let's see now, this is my wife calling, I think," Giuliani said, pulling his ringing cell phone from his jacket pocket.

"Hello, dear," he said, speaking into the microphone on the podium. "I'm talking to the members of the NRA right now. Would you like to say hello?"

The audience of about 500 gun owners laughed a little as she appeared to decline.

He concluded the call with, "I love you. I'll call you as soon as I'm finished. Have a safe trip. Talk to you later. I love you."

"What you saw today was a candidate in a spontaneous moment on the campaign trail," said Maria Comella, who is paid to lie for Giuliani under some spokes-title. “It wasn't planned.” Oh really? Because Giuliani has answered his wife's cell phone call a couple of times prior, including during a June appearance in Florida. We’re seeing a trend form. These campaigns are so tightly manicured that nothing goes off unplanned. You think there isn’t at least one person out of the 16 people in his campaign entourage there just to hold his phone and bottled water?

Rather than worry about the Mrs. taking her gingko biloba, how about somebody give her a goddamn schedule of his appearances? Rudy, you better get a handle on that bitch of yours, because nothing says “presidential” like your lady interrupting the Middle East peace summit to ask if the blueberry stain came out of the tablecloth at the dry cleaners. You can bet Bill won’t bother Hillary when she’s in office…he’s got some unfinished business in the Lincoln bedroom.

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