Senator-elect Jim Webb of Virginia has shattered a cherished illusion of mine. Aren’t all men from Virginia known to be Southern gentlemen—courteous,culturedandcharming? So we’ve always thought of the men of Virginia, lovely romantic old Southern state, home of well-bred, educated founders of our nation, a state rich in our country’s history.
Jim Webb was invited to the White House for a reception, an invitation he accepted. But as he avoided (snubbed?) the receiving line, President Bush sought him out, and in outgoing Texas fashion inquired about Mr. Webb’s son, a Marine in Iraq.
“That’s between me and my son, Mr. President,” Mr. Webb replied, a harsh reply of six cold words.
No genuine Southern gentleman, surely, would accept the hospitality of the White House and then speak with such rudeness to his president.
So today I’m truly wiser but sadder than before I read those boorish words spoken by Jim Webb of Virginia. Rosalie Stuart Franklin Seattle, Washington