I'm always thrilled when the politician I love to hate is back in the news with a new set of tape transcripts. The latest group are online and one excerpt makes me think of a certain potty mouthed publisher:
Nixon: I mean, you've got to stop at a certain point. Why is it that the girls don't swear? Because a man, when he swears, people can't tolerate a girl who is a—
Haldeman: Girls do swear.
Nixon: Huh?
Haldeman: They do now.
Nixon: Oh, they do now? But, nevertheless, it removes something from them. They don't even realize it. A man drunk, and a man who swears, people will tolerate and say that's a sign of masculinity or some other damn thing. We all do it. We all swear. But you show me a girl that swears and I'll show you an awful unattractive person. . . . I mean, all femininity is gone. And none of the smart girls do swear, incidentally.
Athenae, come on down. Fuck yeah. Smart girls don't swear and big girls don't cry:

Nixon can, from the afterlife, eat my ass.
A.
I love people with unreasonable standards for attractiveness in women. It’s great shorthand for “don’t waste your fucking time with me”.
Do not taunt zombie Nixon. That cannot end well.
Taunting Zombie Nixon is what we do, Zombie Jude.