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Mitt Romney speaks at a campaign event in Concord, N.H., July 20, 2012.

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How should a leader make an apology? I liked this story, out of Seoul:

South Korea’s president has apologized for a bribery scandal involving his brother and former aides.

Lee Myung-bak bowed deeply in a televised speech Tuesday and said he is embarrassed and frustrated by the scandal.

For a picture of the bow, go here.

A story out of Moscow begins, “Villagers in Russia’s south Urals region have stumbled upon a gruesome discovery — four barrels left in a forest containing 248 human fetuses, prompting an official probe . . .”

Sounds to me like another typical right-wing assault on a woman’s right to choose.

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It seems to me that certain athletes, before a big event, would swear off sex. Maybe they still do. Or increase it or something. But here I saw that an Olympian has sworn off Twitter.

In the future, will people give up Twitter for Lent? Perhaps that has happened already.

You won’t be surprised to know that I have always thought of SEIU, the Service Employees International Union, as egregiously left-wing and undemocratic — some shade of red.

In my inbox arrived some propaganda from Hugo Chávez’s fans. They invited me to celebrate the “Global Day of Solidarity with Venezuela!” at an event in New York. The site: SEIU Auditorium.

Sure.

Do you want confirmation of how heartless the Republican party is? Check this out:

Taking aim at what they call an abuse of the taxpayers’ money, a growing number of states are blocking welfare recipients from spending their benefits on booze, cigarettes, lottery tickets, casino gambling, tattoos and strippers.

“If you’re not abusing the program, then you should really have no problem with these reforms,” said state Rep. Shaunna O’Connell, a Republican pushing for restrictions in Massachusetts.

I was always told that the GOP hated the poor. Guess it’s true.

Re Penn State: I certainly understand, and applaud, the fine, the suspension from bowls, and so on. But this “vacation” of victories? Paterno goes from 409 victories to 298? Aren’t wins wins and losses losses? Didn’t they occur or not?

This strikes me as a tiny bit like Soviet-era air-brushing. Maybe I’m wrong . . .

Russia and China have been vetoing U.N. measures against Syria. And the White House, in the form of its spokesmen, has been saying that, in so doing, Russia and China have placed themselves on “the wrong side of history.”

Last year, I wrote an essay for National Review on this concept of “wrong side of history” or “right side of history.” See what you think.

Care for some music? My column in the current CityArts is on ballet music — and my evolution on that score (no pun intended).

A reader says,

Jay,

I was going to write you a note at lunch today to tell you that I made my first birdie ever yesterday. The hole was 139 yards long, and I hit a sweet 7-iron which stopped within five feet of the hole. Stroked it in.

But then I thought, “No, I should not take up Jay’s time with this.”

The reader goes on to discuss a political issue, or socio-political issue. But really: What could be more important than a first birdie?

Tweet, tweet, as some say, when the putt goes in. (Golfers started saying this before Twitter.)

Finally, we have a reader who may be the original WTF-er. In my Great Lakes Journal last week — Part II, specifically — I had occasion to mention the Child Catcher in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. (Yes, I did.) This character scared the daylights out of me. “I thought, ‘Damn it, isn’t this movie supposed to be for kids? WTF?’”

I then wrote, “I’m not sure we had the initials then . . .”

Our reader writes,

I see myself in 1975 at the beginning of my freshman year at university. I sit in a huge lecture hall with hundreds of others and am trying to keep up with whatever subject the professor way down in the front is blathering about. When my spiral notebook scribbling gets hopelessly behind, and I’ve completely lost the connection between what he is saying and what I am writing, I write for the first time a personal, profound, and profane note to myself, “wtf”, and re-engage at whatever the point the professor is now making, and start scribbling anew.

Our reader kept up this habit, while a student and after — and then, one year, with new communication tools, it was everywhere. A pioneer! Nineteen hundred and seventy-five!

Thanks and see you.
 

To order Jay Nordlinger’s new book, Peace, They Say: A History of the Nobel Peace Prize, the Most Famous and Controversial Prize in the World, go here. To order his collection Here, There & Everywhere, go here.



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