I have actually been in arguments like this, where the other person — a man — will throw up his hands and day, “I am sure glad I’m not married to you” — or something akin to that. This always brings the conversation to a confused and grinding halt. Were we engaged? Was that an option? I thought we were talking politics. I’ve not met your parents! Your children! I hardly know you!
Listen to him try to interrupt her. Listen to her press on. Listen to him harumph, and then, the money shot:
“I am so damn glad that you could never be my wife, because I surely wouldn’t have to listen to that prattle from you every day,” says Armey, a former member of the House.
So, Dick, I’m sure glad you and I never tied the knot. My tastes lean more toward men who let me finish my sentence.
More from Joan Walsh, his not-wife, here.
Yeah, I’m still afraid. I wonder how Matthews wound THAT discussion up — did he call Armey on it?
He did. And then it was discussed in the next segment. It was all pretty sad.
The additional context needed for this story to make it truly pathetic is that the segment was about a congressman calling into Rush Limbaugh to apologize for his comments the day before disagreeing with Rush.
Oooooooo, which congressman?
Phil Gingrey http://www.nbcbayarea.com/news/us_world/NATLRepublican-Congressman-Apologizes-to-Rush.html
Man, but readers of this blog are smart. Rock on, Tod and I-AM-AFRAID-Susan. Tod, IAAS and I are planning a road trip to your house one day. Don’t worry. We’ll call first.
Uhh…thanks, but I am not all that smart. I just watch too much tv, esp when I am unwell and trying to help a newly adopted rescue dog adjust. After all, how smart can someone be that has derived much of his theology from Steven King?
But y’all are welcome to come visit anytime you wish.
I love this from Joan Walsh’s commentary about dear Dick:
“The only person I felt sorrier for than Dick
Armey Wednesday night was his wife. In 1998
he made her semi-famous by saying, during President Clinton’s impeachment, “If I were in the President’s place I would not have gotten a chance to resign. I would be lying in a pool of my own blood, hearing Mrs. Armey standing over me saying, “How do I reload this damn thing?” I wonder what she thought Wednesday night.>>