By now, Abati should know that if one
does not wish to be ever carpeted, the solution is to aspire to
nothingness. One should never do two things: Never, ever write and do
not be President. Insults –public and private — roll with such
undertakings. The earlier one shrugs it off with the classic
speck-on-my-shoulder pose, and faces the job one is assigned by the
public to do, the better for everyone.
