Paul Ryan dines out with two lobbyists or economists (depending on who you believe), who order two bottles of this nice Burgundy at $350 a pop. I don’t vouch for the year.
What’s the point of a Galtian overlord who doesn’t know what the really good stuff costs and only drinks one glass of it?
Author: James Wimberley
James Wimberley (b. 1946, an Englishman raised in the Channel Islands. three adult children) is a former career international bureaucrat with the Council of Europe in Strasbourg. His main achievements there were the Lisbon Convention on recognition of qualifications and the Kosovo law on school education. He retired in 2006 to a little white house in Andalucia, His first wife Patricia Morris died in 2009 after a long illness. He remarried in 2011. to the former Brazilian TV actress Lu MendonÃ§a. The cat overlords are now three.
I suppose I've been invited to join real scholars on the list because my skills, acquired in a decade of technical assistance work in eastern Europe, include being able to ask faux-naÃ¯f questions like the exotic Persians and Chinese of eighteenth-century philosophical fiction. So I'm quite comfortable in the role of country-cousin blogger with a European perspective. The other specialised skill I learnt was making toasts with a moral in the course of drunken Caucasian banquets. I'm open to expenses-paid offers to retell Noah the great Armenian and Columbus, the orange, and university reform in Georgia.
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5 thoughts on “$700 wining”
Is it gaybashing if I say something b*****, like that maybe he’s on a diet? I mean, implying that it’s unmasculine to care about one’s looks, that might be crossing a line, I think. So, I’d better not say anything like that. This election is not bringing out my good side.
And, on the positive side, at least he drinks!
Paul Ryan is only a flunky of the Galtian Overlords, not an Annointed One in his own right. His gormlessness is a feature not a bug.
I thought it was hedge-fund manager Cliff Asness and… John Cochrane?
That figures too.
We’re all one big happy family here. Come back, Brett Bellmore, we need you.
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