Nossir, our man Dick, he has himself flown over, in Air Force 2, on the taxpayer's tab, accompanied by his most favoritest shotgun, to the exclusive Rolling Rock Club in Ligonier, Westmoreland County, in rural Pennsylvania, to have himself a nice, cushy "canned" pheasant hunt.

And who complains when the prez takes a paid vacation in AF1?

Trivia:
Do any present recall Slick Willie’s LA haircut ala AF1? I recall that he single-handedly managed to shut down LAX for the whole day -- along with delaying/rerouting businesses relying on interstate trade, meetings and commutes. Since this was his first term, though, it was passed off as little more than an OJT faux pas. After all, how many U.S. governors are expected to realize the impact of Air Force One landing at any major airport?

This is what it was: Dick and about nine other overfed white guys sitting in a comfy luxury blind with their manly shotguns, waiting for the Westmoreland guy stationed behind them on a hill to release clusters of stunned, fat, tame game birds from a net. Then they shoot them.

I do that when I order lobster -- though not always with just a bunch of overfed white guys. Sometimes I let the overfed black, brown, yellow and red guys join in.

More than 400 birds were killed in one lackadaisical afternoon. Dick himself blasted the living crap out of 70 birds, all by himself. That's right, 70. Plus an unknown number of mallard ducks. Then they had them all plucked and vacuum packed and sent back home to show off to the staff. Dick was driven back to the airport in a Humvee.

Well, it is a big staff. And I'll bet even overfed white guys waiting in DC get hungry.

And what's with the Humvee issue? It's a big truck, and it was a pretty good haul -- and what backwoodsman wouldn't want a Hummer for all those rough Rolling Rock Club roads?

Ah, America!

Dan