Another quadriennial choosing.
In which Your Humble Blogger has another, even longer, rant in the works, but that can wait.
In which Your Humble Blogger has another, even longer, rant in the works, but that can wait.
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t know the meaning of the word.
In Which Your Humble Blogger thinks this may be independent of policy positions (or “policy” “positions”) and Party. I mean, bias and all, yes, but I had not before stared open-mouthed at a debate transcript like this, from either Party.
In Which Your Humble Blogger inspires himself and then terrifies himself.
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t have anything at all to say about the Party that is going predictably.
Well, and so, South Carolina has voted, on the Other Party’s Side, and then there were three. Or four or five. Depending on how you count. I wrote back before Iowa about scenarios that seemed plausible to me and unfortunately…
In Which Your Humble Blogger is pleased that at least one qualified candidate got winnowed off the island.
In Which Your Humble Blogger was going to try to make a joke about a pig in a poke, or a pig in lipstick, or maybe lipstick on a poke, or, well, probably better to bag the whole joke.
In Which Your Humble Blogger remembers, occasionally, to enjoy democracy.
In Which Your Humble Blogger learns something about the Montgomery Bus Boycott that probably other people knew already, but maybe not.