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CAGiversary!
Bill Clinton came to Drexel University to talk about a growing problem for Americans: no, not Dubya (though a good guess). Obesity. Apparently, from what I hear, anyone could initially attend. I guess they caught wind that a lot of people wanted to go when we all found out Clinton was coming. So they sent an email out instead saying "reserved seating will be allocated to those who respond first". Since my drexel mail is automatically forwarded to my work email, I replied in 2 minutes. Apparently, they got quickly overwhelmed with responses, but mine was accepted since it was one of the first.
I get an email today saying to show up at hour and a half early due to security. So I did. What a joke that was. I enter the building, and see two tables in front of the lecture room: one for last names A-K, one for L-Z (or something like that). I go up, show my student ID, they give me a ticket, and I'm in my seat 1 minute later. No security guards questioned me, patted me down, ran a wand over me, or made me walk through a metal detector. If the Secret Service ever reads this FIX YOUR
ING SECURITY!!! Defense contractor security is tighter than a meeting with the FORMER PRESIDENT. Reminds me of when I when to see the liberty bell over the summer. I'm waiting in line to go through the metal detector, and see a sign saying "Pocket Knives are NOT allowed". Crap. Trying to figure out what to do since my car was blocks away, I take my knife off my keychain and somehow stuff it in my wallet. I dump my wallet in the bowl, it goes through the x-ray machine, I walk through the metal detector door, and pick up my wallet. Or the time I went to Andrews Air Force Base for a wedding. I go up to the gate, give them my name, and they just push me through. No searches or anything. My friend behind me had Navy sticker on his back windshield because he was in the Navy 1 year prior. They just waved him through, didn't ask his name or anything.
Okay, now the lecture. Pretty boring first half until Clinton came. He cracked a joke about Hillary making him exercise, but bombed on his second joke about Villanova not playing basketball this weekend because Philly was an obese city. DIdn't get it, but that's okay. Listening to him for an hour reminded me of a time far away when a president was capable of making coherent, thought-provoking statements. Where have those times gone? He talked about problems with urban areas and new urban planning not being friendly to exercise. For example, new developments no longer include sidewalks. Garden areas and parks that are being converted to neighborhoods and urban areas do not include any sort of exercise areas. He made a lot of good points about government responsibility and individual responsibility.
Some people got to go up and ask questions (that sounded like they were already screened or something). However, one guy (with long hair :lol: ) got up and asked something like "If we had unlimited funds to tackle (something about obesity), such as funding for one year of war in Iraq...."
. Clinton didn't take the bait though - he addressed his question on obesity without mentioning Iraq or Dubya.
When he was done, a lot of people rushed up to shake his hand, including me. But there were too many damn people, and he had to jet out since it was already almost 7:30pm. As he was leaving, two girls next to me yelled out "We love you!". :lol:
Well, all in all I'm glad I went. Clinton is starting to look old and weaker, maybe from his heart attack yet. So who knows how long his health will last. Heck, even if Dubya had an event like this, I'd still go. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. But unless I turn in a republican regististration card, sign over my soul on a form, and brainwash myself before they screen me, I'll never get in one of those.
If I can think of anything else that happened, I'll let you know. I wanted to tell Clinton "if Dubya can break the 4th ammendment, you should be able to break the 22nd ammendment!" if I got close enough to shake his hand. 10 more feet and I would've had the chance. Oh well. Maybe next time.
I get an email today saying to show up at hour and a half early due to security. So I did. What a joke that was. I enter the building, and see two tables in front of the lecture room: one for last names A-K, one for L-Z (or something like that). I go up, show my student ID, they give me a ticket, and I'm in my seat 1 minute later. No security guards questioned me, patted me down, ran a wand over me, or made me walk through a metal detector. If the Secret Service ever reads this FIX YOUR

Okay, now the lecture. Pretty boring first half until Clinton came. He cracked a joke about Hillary making him exercise, but bombed on his second joke about Villanova not playing basketball this weekend because Philly was an obese city. DIdn't get it, but that's okay. Listening to him for an hour reminded me of a time far away when a president was capable of making coherent, thought-provoking statements. Where have those times gone? He talked about problems with urban areas and new urban planning not being friendly to exercise. For example, new developments no longer include sidewalks. Garden areas and parks that are being converted to neighborhoods and urban areas do not include any sort of exercise areas. He made a lot of good points about government responsibility and individual responsibility.
Some people got to go up and ask questions (that sounded like they were already screened or something). However, one guy (with long hair :lol: ) got up and asked something like "If we had unlimited funds to tackle (something about obesity), such as funding for one year of war in Iraq...."
When he was done, a lot of people rushed up to shake his hand, including me. But there were too many damn people, and he had to jet out since it was already almost 7:30pm. As he was leaving, two girls next to me yelled out "We love you!". :lol:
Well, all in all I'm glad I went. Clinton is starting to look old and weaker, maybe from his heart attack yet. So who knows how long his health will last. Heck, even if Dubya had an event like this, I'd still go. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. But unless I turn in a republican regististration card, sign over my soul on a form, and brainwash myself before they screen me, I'll never get in one of those.
If I can think of anything else that happened, I'll let you know. I wanted to tell Clinton "if Dubya can break the 4th ammendment, you should be able to break the 22nd ammendment!" if I got close enough to shake his hand. 10 more feet and I would've had the chance. Oh well. Maybe next time.