Yes, let's have some respect for the man that funded the Taliban and used them for a proxy war against the Soviet Union. Let's have respect for the man who sold chemical weapons to Iraq that were used to kill about a million people. Let's have some respect for the man that ignored AIDS because it only killed undesirables. Let's have some respect for the man that, right on schedule, realised the Orwellian false economy based on perpetual war.
Let's have some respect for the nitwit that didn't realize the microphone was on and started a national radio address with, "We have declaired war on Russia. Bombing begins in five minutes."
Let's have some respect for the actor that made it to the white house and prooved that all one needs to lead the most powerful country on earth is to be a professional liar. Let's have some respect for the actor that wanted to make "Star Wars" real. Let's have some respect for the actor that co-starred with a chimpanzee.
And then, when we're all done lamenting his death from Atzheimer's, let's listen his little chimp wannabe protogé, who happens to be a voiciferous opponent to stem-cell research, deliver his eulogy.
Simply being dead doesn't make him worthy of any new respect. Stalin is dead, too. So what?
