We are so “liberal”, they say… 30 June 2009Posted by marisacat in 2010 Mid Terms, Afghanistan War, California / Pacific Coast, Culture of Death, DC Politics, Democrats, Inconvenient Voice of the Voter, Iraq War, San Francisco, WAR!.
Life at the top.
…the setting would not matter if the event were not so very bizarre. 999 Green Street, “The Summit“, is a tower condo building from the “mid-century” completed around ’64… Originally rental units..but condo-ized pretty quickly.
Former SecState George Schultz and Charlotte Maillard (formerly our City’s Chief of Protocol) live in the top two floors, originally two penthouses, each two stories, with commanding views from the 31st and 32nd floors… now combined to one large, 2 story unit. They entertained Blair there two years ago… people left the festivities at Bohemian Grove (it was July) to come to that party. Party decor included ice sculptures of London Bridge…. and other tourist spots.
My old joke about 999 Green was that it was “built for the Revolution”… the base is massively concrete. Withstand anything.
Anyway, grace a Willie Brown, here is quite the small party that took place there, a few days ago:
I went to an unbelievable dinner party at Charlotte and George Shultz’s penthouse Monday night for retired Army Gen. Eric Shinseki, the new secretary of veterans affairs.
The party was a Stanlee Gatti tour de force, complete with fatigue-wearing servers, camouflage table cloths, extras dressed up as snipers and a full Marine color guard and band.
It was like being in Afghanistan.
All this for about a dozen guests. Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger was there with his wife, Maria Shriver. Gavin Newsom was there with Jennifer, and boy is she showing.
I was seated next to Arnold, and he seemed to be holding up pretty well, considering the nightmare going on up in Sacramento.
The dessert: a chocolate replica of the Joint Chiefs of Staff seal, surrounded with vanilla ice cream and the Golden Gate Bridge in chocolate on each side.
Hard to beat the telling of it…
The interesting thing is that Willie is so far gone – and for so long, he completely misses the horror of the show. I never could stand him but 30 years ago he would have caught the ghastly drift.
Not now… he is the carcinogenic cherry on top, in a sense… an aged punk telling the spectacular story.