Rudy, Ruder, Rudest

What are we to make of Rudy Giuliani interrupting a speech to the NRA to answer a cell phone call from his wife? A "perfect storm" of circumstances? He forgot to turn off his ringer before taking to the dais just as his spouse, who had no idea of his schedule, was about to board a plane in London? Or a way too cutsie, coy set-up? Giuliani is an invention of his own making, shedding his old crypto-liberal positions and ideas like a snake sheds his skin as he remakes himself into what he hopes will be an ultra-right icon, pro gun, anti-gay marriage, anti-abortion, anti-immigrant. His trump card, he wants us to believe, is that he's tough on terrorists, but based on what? On 9/11 he strutted around the streets of New York while the president was fleeing across the country in the opposite direction. That's it! Big deal. The one area he's having some trouble with, given his spotty marital record, is the whole family values bit. Maybe seeming to be available to his darling by cell at any hour of the day and night is supposed to do the trick. Rudy as dutiful hubbie. Hey, in this day and age of instant YouTube appearance is everything.