He doesn't walk on water. But, if he did, it would surely be Evian. Al Gore – the man who coulda-shoulda been president – has, fittingly, recycled himself.
From "Gore the Bore'' to American Idol. And, with James Brown gone to soul heaven, inheritor of the title: Hardest Working Man in Showbiz. Who needs the Oval Office when you've got a cosmic platform from which to preach the Gospel of Global Warming Warning?
Though White House Bid No. 3 there might yet be, once the other Democratic contenders knock themselves silly in the rope-a-dope leadership undercard. The evangelizing ecologist's road tour – hottest ticket on this poor, imperilled planet – landed in Toronto last night, wreathed in gassy emissions of adoration, a rock star for the Age of Apocalypse by weather and waste.
"Hello, I'm Al Gore,'' he said by way of introduction. "I used to be the next president of the United States.''
Ba-da-boom.
"I love Al Gore!" somebody yelled from the balcony.
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