"If we don't run Chris Christie, Romney will be the nominee and we'll lose." -- Ann Coulter -- Pedantic pundit and fingernails on a blackboard screaming scourge of anyone politically left of King George the Third -- Feb. 12, 2011 -- Addressing the Conservative Political Action Conference in Washington.
So how ironic it was witnessing the Governor of New Jersey, keynote speaker at the 2012 Republican National Convention, repeatedly lavishing effusive praise on Democratic candidate Barack Obama last week as federal and state governments effectively and efficiently joined forces in the aftermath of one of the most violent oceanic storms in our American experience -- in the process providing a critical pivot point in one of the closest presidential elections in history.
What a finish line first!
And it all made perfect sense.
Talk about a "win-win-win" proposition!
President Obama obtained an enormous boost in bi-partisan acceptance and credibility.
Governor Christie scored equal measures of both and paved the way for a smoother road to re-election next year in New Jersey and possible nomination as head of the G.O.P. ticket in 2016.
But, most importantly, America won.
In setting aside arbitrary, unyielding ideological positions and offering up each other's available talents and treasures for a common good, President Obama and Governor Christie got things done.
How wonderful it will be should this represent a truly sea-changing harbinger of positive things to come.
Let's unlock some doors and throw away some keys.
I've always been intellectually perplexed and emotionally frustrated by the horrible notion that conventional custom requires friendly dialogue to avoid any discussion of "religion or politics." What could be possibly more interesting? Zumba?
The fact of the matter is -- we all actually know very little about a lot.
In earliest days, radio was my window to the world. Recalling living pictures more than sound, "Let's Pretend" from CBS was unmatched. Cream of Wheat was the first and only sponsor of "Let's Pretend." It was the early 40s.
"Cream of Wheat is so good to eat, yes, we have it every day. We sing this song, it will make us strong, And it makes us shout -- Hooray"!
"Let's Pretend" was make believe -- a Saturday morning children's program offering whimsical tales of fantasy and fairy tales. It was the life work of Nila Mack, a Kansas woman who had been an actress on Broadway. She felt the best way to tell a children's story was with children. Mack developed a company of versatile juveniles who could play a variety of changing roles week after week. She trained and directed two generations of child actors. She was known as "the fairy god-mother of radio." When I met LuLu Finley of the "Golden Chain Theater," I thought of Nila.
Nila would say, "Hello Pretenders! Hello, Uncle Bill!" "Let's pretend!"
Were I in charge of all organized religions in every church, temple, synagogue, mosque or Irish bar around the world, I would insist that the beginning of each formal service require all in attendance to rise in unison from their seats, hold hands, and joyously, lovingly whisper:
"Permissum Nos Simulatio!"
A collective quest for sanity only becomes credible in honest acknowledgment of the universal proclivity of our species to make stuff up, simultaneously acknowledging one's own tiresome tendencies to tickle truth in the telling of a tale.
It's all in how you look at it -- all in how you study it.