I’m reminded of a Gahan Wilson cartoon presenting a stereotypical, American tourist couple, negotiating the purchase of a severed hand wearing a golden ring set with a large ruby in a box furtively held open by a fellow of disreputable appearance, who appeared from a dimly lighted alleyway in some Middle Eastern setting. The husband drolly asks, “How much for just the ring?”
Everybody seems to have forgotten how Reagan “went up in his lines” during his “Shining city on a hill” monologue during the last debate in his 1984 reelection campaign, and rambled-on aimlessly until time ran out. Hardly what would be called articulate.
If you don’t like the way I drive, stay off the sidewalk!