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I do appreciate choice. It just wouldn't be America if we didn't have more varieties of toothpaste and tube socks than there are planets in the solar system. But the options in the greeting-card aisle were turning me into a cranky Goldilocks, flipping through cards that were too sappy, too vulgar, too rude, too corny — nothing just right.
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Bush, in black tie, is grinning on one card, and the message read, “What's a birthday party without a clown?” I'd seen a few Bush greeting cards before, but they were pretty genial, joshing the chief exec for his mispronounciatin'. This was on a different magnitude. It wasn't a deep blue blog or a cable TV comedy show. It was an American Greetings card, made in Cleveland by the same company that created Holly Hobbie, calling this president of the United States a clown.
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You can lose blue-state America. You can lose Katrina America and Prius America and iPhone America. You can even lose chunks of red-state America. But when you've lost Hallmark America as they say on the tennis courts of Kennebunkport, Maine: That's game, set and match, Binky
Halloween's coming, and now that 73 percent of Americans may be laughing at Bush through their pain, what has the greeting card industry got in store for us? Any more points off the approval rating and we might see a card featuring a hooded Abu Ghraib figure with Bush's face, and inside, “Trick or treat.”
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