In the Black Hat...think he's sending a message?
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4 comments:
As I've always said (since Brad and Gavin had their little contest, anyway), You can fire a Gannon, but you can't Jack Abramoff!
Ha!
Teh, teh...you are TOO much.
Hi Grisha,
Choosing that costume on that day really speaks volumes about who he thinks he is, doesn't it?
Blinded. Blinded!
Did you notice the next day he was wearing a baseball cap?
There's a short piece in Salon by Stephen Hirsch about that hat, but I'm not buying his analysis. I mean, I've worn a fedora to shul plenty of times (a brown Pendleton, now uncomfortably close to the Roger el-Simon model, I'm afraid), and Abramoff's getup that day did NOT put me in mind of sacred services. Not those kinds of services, anyway.
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