Strom Thurmond dies at 100

When I think of Strom Thurmond, I think of good 'ol Ms. MacDonald. If I can trace a time where my interest in politics began, it was probably in my American Government class back in high school with Ms. MacDonald. Ms. MacDonald was fresh out of college, the typical cool, energetic, young, and idealistic teacher... probably one of the few that appreciated the hidden sarcasm and cynicism that I often laced my essay assignments with.

Anyways, when we studied the senate and the history of senators, Ms. MacDonald made sure to vilify ol' Strom as epitome of both what was wrong and right about the Senate. (a Democrat so liberal, the other faculty probably thought she was a pinko Commie). On a positive note, Thurmond was a dedicated public servant who thought first and foremost of his state of South Carolina - the guy was a master of pork barrel politics. Of course what people hate him for was that Thurmond was the symbol of the South's resistance to civil rights legislation and granting equality to non-whites... his solo filibuster against the landmark equal voting rights bill is still a record, at 24 hours and 18 minutes.

Yeah, and Thurmond was notorious for cop'n feels on the ladies in the capitol. Quote, NY Times: He was also known for fondling women in Senate elevators, including a woman who turned out to be a fellow senator, much to his surprise.

So is ol' Strom burning in hell or singing in heaven?

Maybe I should ask Ms. MacDonald.
posted by G at 3:10 PM   |

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