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Wednesday, October 20, 2010
"That was no olive branch, that was his wife!"
A voice-mail from Mrs. Clarence (Ginny) Thomas
to Anita Hill.
Huh.
(A lawyer told me once they had trouble confirming Clarence Thomas to Supreme Court because of "a definition":
judge Thomas didn't know whether
"harass" was one word or two.)
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