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As evidenced by the mixture of joy and rage when reading (of all things!) the beer menu at the outstanding Porterhouse bar, I cherish the unflattering memories of Ronald Reagan. Aram turned up this list when I muttered something about James Watt, and I figure that it is just the sort of convenient one-sheet to start printing on various networked printers around the globe. Lest we forget.
As for the menu at the Porterhouse: it contains a delightful invective (not reproduced in the online version) railing against American politics and beer. I read it after a few glasses of their (delicious!) XXXX stout.