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Friday, November 10, 2006
(From Gene, our correpsondent in Washington Heights.)
One day a fourth-grade teacher asked the children what their fathers
did for a living. All the typical answers came up--fireman, mechanic,
businessman, salesman, doctor, lawyer, CPA, architect, engineer,
political consultant, and so forth.
But little Justin was being uncharacteristically quiet, so when the
teacher prodded him about his father, he replied, "My father's an
exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off all his clothes in front
of other men and they put money in his underwear. Sometimes, if the
offer is really good, he will go home with some guy and make love with
him for money."
The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the
other children to work on some exercises and then took little Justin
aside to ask him, "Is that really true about your father?"
"No," the boy said, "He works for the Democratic National Committee and
is helping to secure the nomination of Hillary Clinton, but I was too
embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids.