I have got to remember to use that line, somehow, anyhow, in the next seven days.

Ages ago, when I was working in a Time-Warner property on Rockefeller Center, I happened to find myself riding the elevator with Robert Redford, and his small entourage.  (Going down, as it happened; but in the G-rated sense.)  No, I did not even try to touch his buns.  You would have to offer some fancy folding money for me to do so.  I.e., he is not at all my type.  It would be uncharitable to comment on the quality of the poor fellow's skin.

I am not sure I can ever forgive him for critically damaging a favorite movie of mine, "Out of Africa."

Still, if he is enlightened enough to commit himself to good movie-making, then more power to him.

Chickens are our cousins! So are other sensitive animals! Enough is enough! No more factory farms!

If Redford were serious he would clean up his own house first.
His catalog is sent out at least 6 times a year, more if you actually buy something from his overpriced pages.  All printed on paper made of trees.  How about getting with the program and use paper made of hemp.  That would make a statement...
I try not to think about how much gas and oil is used by 'bob',and the rest of the super elite with
all the jet setting they are doing (on private jets no doubt).  Shame on all of them for compounding our environmental problems.

Will he read Grist or Gristmill now?  Hehey.  No time for that, sorry.

So when he is asked to support fuel farming, like Gates and Branson, he won't know enough to say, "No, I prefer plugin serial hybrids to reduce liquid fuel use to 10% of present levels. Fuel farming destroys the ability of the land and soil to sequester CO2."

Too bad.

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