For once, he wrote a quasi well-reasoned and sensible column, chastising Bush for the extravagant inaugural while the country is at war. Then the real John Kass showed up.
Here's how it started out:
Donald Trump's latest piece of eye candy, a brunet this time, is busy showing off her fancy wedding dress.
Meanwhile, President Bush's inauguration festivities will offer lavish entertainments, and balls, parties, fetes, suppers, mountains of beef tenderloin and so on. There were no reports of medieval egg dancers in curly-toed boots, but there will be jesters aplenty.
So what is the difference between the parties costing a record $40 million and that wedding dress Trump purchased for his new true love?
Not much. Both are overdone and self-indulgent, reported on with red-carpet celebrity breathlessness. The word I'm looking for is "vulgar," since Americans with family and friends in the armed forces in Iraq and Afghanistan are worried.
They're worried a government sedan might pull up to their homes, an officer telling them their son or husband or daughter will be coming home sooner than planned.
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