I Me Mine

I’m currently reading the so-called ›autobiography‹ I Me Mine by George Harrison (originally published in 1980) as I came across the following ›anthropological phenomenology‹:

I met Kissinger and Ford. Ford was very friendly. Kissinger looked like an Arab, talked like a German and was tanned all over, like Clark Gable. He was a bit like Charlie Chaplin, like a Rutle. He fitted into that silly cartoon world we live in as do Edward Heath and Harold Wilson and the Duke of Edinburgh, whom I also met. Anyway, this is disgressing.

George Harrison. I Me Mine. Chronicle Books, 2007, p. 67.

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