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On the same day that the Times ran a hit piece on the Clintons’ sex life, the Post decided that it would be a good idea to run a puff piece on our pal Bill Frist. Funny how that worked out.

In the interest of fairness, I’m going to balance the scales a bit.

First of all, on the real, no homo. Unless that’s a female gorilla, in which case, no beastio.

What are the odds that gorilla is Koko?

First cocks, now monkeys?

Was he close enough to make a real diagnosis?

But as usual, allowing Frist to hang himself with his own rope is the best policy:

“I gravitate towards insurmountable problems,” Frist said, his long legs spilling between the front seats. “I try to use creative solutions.” One day, he hopes to cure AIDS or cancer. He sucked on the stem of his glasses: “The typical person around here may not understand.”

Riiight. I’m going to go ahead and bet against a man who doesn’t know how AIDS spreads being the one to cure AIDS.