
Sixty years ago, the architect of that document was noted hot dog lover Eleanor Roosevelt. But did Bush mention Mrs. Roosevelt during his talk? No. (Nor did the President do so last year, when he spoke on the same subject at the UN.)

It must have something to do with hot dogs.
This brings to mind the infamous (in Oregon, anyway) campaign ad

In a more genial mode, the Oregonian ran a story titled “Weenies on the Water” about an aquatic hot dog vendor named Jeff Dood. The story kicks off with Dood taking orders from his boat:

"Gimme a Screaming Weenie and a Diet Coke," the driver calls across the choppy Willamette River.
"I want a Panini Weenie," a passenger adds.
"'Weenies on the Water’?" another passenger says, reading the menu on the side of Dood's boat. "That is so tight, dude! I want a weenie, too. Do you take Visa?"Dood doesn’t. (Though sad, this probably isn't a violation of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights.)
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