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Shooting for the lowest common denominator April 25, 2008 ~ 10:20 pm

Posted by Julie in : Uncategorized , trackback

Because I don’t think I’ve shared this with you guys yet:

Pull My Finger

That’s my uncle Norm, pulling FDR’s finger at the Roosevelt Memorial in DC. And lest you think that it’s only my family who would find this kind of redneck behavior entertaining, FDR’s finger is shiny because so many other people had the same idea that they’ve worn the patina from the bronze with their collective finger-pulling. So there.

Also? Apparently our greatest president looked a lot like Elton John. I’m just going to start singing “Rocket Man” now, okay?

Rocket Man

And finally, while I’ve never considered Eleanor Roosevelt a looker, I never thought she looked like Barbara Bush and Mamie Eisenhower’s lovechild. Until I saw a statue of her at the Memorial:

Eleanor Roosevelt

Please note that these sculptures have been made PC. In the picture of Eleanor that this was based on, she was wearing a fur stole. And the only reason that FDR’s finger was extended for Norm to pull? Because in the picture that one was based on, FDR had a cigarette holder between his fingers. No cigarette holder in the sculpture. And for that matter? FDR would have been pissed that there is a sculpture of him in his wheelchair - her went to great lengths to avoid being seen in it.

Pull my finger, Rocket Man. Posterity will now remember you as that guy in the wheelchair who didn’t smoke but had some really nifty glasses.

Comments

1. Vince - April 28, 2008

None of us pulled FDR’s finger when we were there. Guess that shows how classy we are.

Both the Wife and I thought the FDR memorial was cool. I did think it was silly to be so PC about it.

2. Inanna - April 28, 2008

Pull my finger, Julez!!!

3. kendra! - April 30, 2008

Uncle Norm. Hooohooohooo.

And don’t you like how everyone has to comically stand in the Great Depression line of hungry beggars, like they’re doing a joyous cha cha dance?

4. grace - April 30, 2008

All I could think of when you mentioned Eleanor was Wedding Crashers when the grandma called her a rug muncher. “But that wife of his, Eleanor… Big dyke! Huge dyke. A real rug muncher. Looked like a big lesbian mule.”

How high class am I?

5. Julie - May 1, 2008

Grace~I forgot about that, but it’s awesome. :)

Kendra~How could we have missed that photo op?

Nanner~Sure!

Vince~It’s beautiful for sure. But I wasn’t digging the sculptures…didn’t look like them for one thing, didn’t do anything for me for another.

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