Ben Quayle, the eldest son of the former Vice President Dan Quayle, currently run for the U.S. House of Representative seat in Arizona.
I completely forgot about Ben Quayle learned handful of ASL with some deaf postal workers at the U.S. Senate's own Post Office in the tunnels between the Russell and Dirksen Senate building in the early 1990s. I encountered the teenage Ben Quayle at that post office when I found out that someone from the post office did not pick up the mail pouch for an overnight mail. I had to take some fucking mail to the Senate post office distribution system to see that particular mail being sent out of the system.
One of the deaf postal employee eagerly introduced me to Ben Quayle. I replied "That is you, Dan's son working here as what I read from the Roll Call newspaper". He smiled and fingerspelled "B-E-N". I said "Nice to meet you!" That deaf employee and Ben playfully horseplayed after the near end of the workday with ASL signings.
I said to myself "Sheesh, VP Quayle got his teenage son working at the post office. Fine example of family connection and neoptism!"
I wonder whether Ben Quayle still know some ASL or not. Does Ben Quayle have a good impression of deaf people or knowledge of deaf people? I dunno know.
Ben Quayle have been in the a lot of news coverage lately since he ran to his mommy and daddy to tell the Republicans please stop slandering and bashing their own son.
I also never forgot how culturally backward VP Dan Quayle was with the Tim Burton's "Batman" film. Dan was totally shocked when he took Ben to see "Batman" and found the different Batman - more violent and sadistic than the campy Batman tv show in the 1960s.
Don't Dan Quayle keep up with the cultural and social events like Frank Miller's "Dark Knight" comic very popular in the late 1980s which Tim Burton's "Batman" film was largely based on?
Ever Dan Quayle famously mispelled "p o t o t e s" for potatoes. He ever corrected the schoolchildren by writing " p o t o t e s" on the school blackboard. Amen to Dan.
Robert L. Mason