Oh, thank god someone else is saying that. Ever since I saw him on stage with Helms I thought he was kind of a dick, but just about everyone I know, regardless of their religion, treats him like a saint.
It actually speaks more to Bono’s skill as a politician. Helms was Chairman of the Senate Committee on Foreign Relations at the time, and Bono wanted to increase AIDS relief in Africa. Helms asked him to make it an international effort so the US wouldn’t be the only one funding it. That served to increase Bono’s global influence, so Helms demonstrated some big political mojo.
Helms may have been racist among other things, but nobody could accuse him of being spineless or lazy. He was a neanderthal, but he was *our *neanderthal.
Wait, what? I thought “having opinions about things you’re totally ignorant of” was the founding principle of the Pit. It’s actually a rule in GD.
You are free to hold opinions about subjects you know little or nothing about, but are obligated to revise such opinions in the event of actual information. Its the Cecilian Defense.
Bulk mail rates do not include return mail service. It all goes right into the recycle bin at the post office.
Thanks for harshing my symbolic retribution.
1.) How did Bono get brought into the discussion?
2.) Are you talking about Bono from U2 or Bono from Sonny and Cher?
3.) Or is the Dalai Lama’s given name Bono?
As I understand it, it was the rock star and political activist/lobbyist Bono (from U2) who engaged Jesse Helms on issues like Third World debt relief, and I think was responsible for his meeting the Dalai Lama.
Carl Spackler: A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I’m a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald… striking. So, I’m on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga… gunga, gunga-lagunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he’s gonna stiff me. And I say, “Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know.” And he says, “Oh, uh, there won’t be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness.” So I got that goin’ for me, which is nice.