Here is a recent Dan Quayle sighting:
He lives in Phoenix, Arizona where he was born.
Say what you want, it sounds like he gets the last laugh.
Absolutely unacceptable! Excuse me, but when you have the best education Daddy can buy, this just proves what a bozo he is! He should have been bright enough to recognize the difference between singular and plural when spelling “potato”. The man couldn’t think for himself without Daddy’s help. Is that a person - or puppet - you’d like to see in the White House? The issue here runs much deeper than that infamous spelling bee… (Besides, how can he judge a spelling bee when he can’t even spell himself?)
I can only hope he’s off peeling potatoes in the White House kitchen for eternity…to keep the free world safe from him tripping over his silver-spooned tongue.
- Jinx
I’ll have to look into this further. Do you have a source for this? I was certain he was an Ivy Leaguer. I’m not convinced Quayle was just your average, hard-working citizen making it into politics from grass-roots support…as you’re pitching. Something doesn’t sound kosher here… If he didn’t look like a young Robert Redford, no one would have taken the decision seriously to make a viable running mate. Actually, I heard they used to card him at all the affairs! 
- Jinx
Nope, he went to Indiana State an DePaul: http://www.christcenteredmall.com/news/politics/Republican-Race/quayle-profile.htm.
Jinx:
This sounds vaguely like the Doonesbury cartoons that ran at the time…are you a big reader of that strip, by any chance?
Finding Quayle on the golf course wouldn’t be that unusual. His handicap is excellent, somewhere between three and six. I recall reading before his election as VP that it he was actually a 2 handicap while he was a Senator (which makes you wonder how he had time to actually be a Senator).
This is not an indication of Mr. Quayle’s ability or lack thereof, but a comment about how luck is involved.(and many other politicians as well).
Quayle got into the house by defeating a long time incumbent Democrat. Most likely the district over the years had turned increasely conservative and Republican.
Quayle got into the Senate by defeating three-term incumbent Democrat Birch Bayh in 1980. That was the year Reagan defeated Carter by almost 20 percentage points in Indiana. Indiana is a pretty Republican state, with the exception for the Bayh family.
My point, rising in the political pecking order can involve great luck and Quayle is just one example of that.
Quayle did not resemble a young Robert Redford. As Redford himself said, neither physically nor politically.
That’s not a good picture of Bob. He looks more like James Dean there.
I dunno, a couple of those look alarmingly Quaylian…
He appeared in a Lay’s potato chips commerical, but just once, in the protracted version that aired during the Super Bowl. Can’t remember the year, but it was sometime during Clinton’s second term. Anyway, this middle-school-aged kid has a bag of Lay’s and a seat in the nosebleed section. He manages to trade his way down the stands by offering people chips, and when he gets to the front row, there’s Quayle. Quayle accepted the chip, but I forget if the kid got a seat or not.
The high water mark of his Vice Presidency was the day when Bush suffered some allegedly minor heart trouble. The news that afternoon showed Quayle out on a tarmac somewhere; to some reporter’s shouted question he gave a thumbs-up, a smirk and an “I’m ready!”.
For demonstrating not only that heart attacks were contagious but they could also be exacerbated by two simple words uttered on TV, he deserves some sort of footnote in the medical literature.
He made his bones as an exceptionally skillful fundraiser, which put him on the short list for Bush Sr.'s potential running mates. I promise you no Republican organization in the country would turn their nose up at him.
The page linked to is currently unavailable, but I know he did undergrad work at DePauw University in Greencastle, IN, and went to Indiana University law school.
What the hell are you talking about? Quayle’s family was well-off but hardly super-rich, and he attended a public university. Stupid spelling mistakes in embarrassingly public situations don’t make a person a moron.
I found a better site, The Quayle Museum.