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TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

 

          Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.

          I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.

          A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.

          My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.

          I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.

          My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.

          Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.

          Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.

          I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.

          The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.

          Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.

          I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.

          For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.

          (John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )      

As I See It

 

                                  TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

 

          Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.

          I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.

          A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.

          My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.

          I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.

          My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.

          Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.

          Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.

          I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.

          The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.

          Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.

          I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.

          For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.

          (John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )      

As I See It

TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

As I See It

TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

As I See It

TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

As I See It

TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

As I See It

TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

As I See It

TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

As I See It

TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

As I See It

TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

As I See It

TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

As I See It

TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

 

Ye who suffer the anguish of this presidential campaign: I feel not your pain.
I’ve loved every moment of it—hoping Donald would sweep the GOP board and spout nonsense till his head blows up, which it will.
A reminder: I never judge by poll results. You too can delve into websites and links and therein be oft mistaken for fellow travelers of political notions you wouldn’t hold in a million years. Those encountered in the bowels of enemy archives are only too glad to tell all they know and share what should by all rights be classified.
My conclusions about the 2016 race were first shared months ago in various venues and other media. I have no respect for those who, e.g., declare Obama the worst prez, ever, but can’t say why—yet are loathe to reveal their own choice lest they be laughed at by their friends.
I’ve long held that Hillary will be our next chief exec, Dems will retake the Senate, and the House reduced to a toothless majority. If proved wrong, may I be laughed to scorn—but not before I admit to my errant claims. You’ll not see many others who will do the same.
My sources are shakers and movers of both parties and this I know: since day one the GOP has assumed the selfsame conclusions, but with different reactions—they are terrified of Hillary because, unlike many of my nervous-nelly liberal friends, they know she can beat anybody in their rat pack. They too fear loss of the Senate.
Trump may hold most Republican voters in his pocket but that’s no national majority: it’s not enough to win, let alone to ride into the White House on a prancing steed. And once subject to the painful vetting that comes with being a nominee, and when the protesters are done with him, the sequel to his vaunted best-seller will be “The Art of the Squeal.” Those who feared he would start a Third Party: take note that he already has—and it’s one in GOP clothing.
Rubio, though a deft debate counter-puncher, is still a lightweight and this is heavyweight time. None of his Senate colleagues likes Cruz—(or wanted to sit next to him at Scalia’s funeral), so he won’t do either, and not just because he calls to mind Grandpa Munster. It was odd to see Christie reduced suddenly to a Trump sycophant, standing behind Donald looking like a penguin and clapping like a seal. Carly Fiorina was merely a campaign scold, the GOP’s answer to the Church Lady. And I feared that Mr. Mumbles, Ben Carson, would doze off during debate, then realized he was actually talking in his sleep. His sucking up to Donald of late simply means he wants to be Surgeon General or, in Trump’s muddled thinking, Education czar.
I’m in good company to think Trump wouldn’t make it this far—nor did David Gergen or anyone else—and if the nominee he will be the ruination of the GOP. Which would be a good thing–the fix they’re in is of their own making: the public anger they manipulated and directed toward Obama and Democrats has come back to bite them on the butt. In a Trump world they will have to reload, reorganize, come into the 21st century—and be the party of Lincoln again—though mayhap in an alternate universe.
The angriest of the GOP cohort was not miffed at “government” in general, but at their own party’s conservative leaders who couldn’t do what they promised—go to Washington, embarrass Obama and politically lynch him. Instead, he’s beaten them at every turn, and history will show his term was one of its noblest chapters.
Bernie’s just ahead of his time. Since the Cold War, fear-mongering has blinded Americans to differences in the various forms both of socialism and capitalism. His Democratic Socialism has helped to soften those misapprehensions, largely via his own personality and message. Few people anywhere dislike him, and he has run a clean campaign with no intent to divide the Democratic Party, as is the case with Republicans. He’s a prince of a fellow and good for Hillary, the Dems, and for our country–a prophetic voice with constant attention to what average Americans close their eyes—namely the gross inequalities that are inimical to our sense of decency and our religious heritage.
I love the meme that has graced the internet and social media for some time now: that Bernie should neither worry nor scare us; we celebrate a Jewish socialist every Christmas.
For now, there is a Third Party candidate. And he’s the problem, and you know his name.
(John Burciaga of Newburyport blogs at http://www.ichabodskin.wordpress.com and reached directly at ichabod142@gmail.com )

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8 Responses to “TRUMP’S THIRD PARTY”

  1. I liked the post, and I happen to agree with your conclusions, but I don’t understand why the entire post repeats several times. Is it some form of DADA?

  2. What a crazy year this has been. My Eisenhower Republican father is spinning wildly in his grave no doubt. I’m sick of the racist and bigots being given a home in the party and given a break in the media and given support by those favorite folks of Trump. He loves the poorly educated now doesn’t he. And today Trump wants to fan the fires of hate even more with greater torture techniques.
    Someone call my Chinese friends and tell them that living in an interesting time is not really so interesting.
    AAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHH

  3. He’s back! Good to see you writing again!

    Question: is there a reason the same piece is repeated 99 times in the post? (Not that I didn’t like the blog, but perhaps you hit “return” while pouring a beverage?)

    Love ya,

    Char

  4. For years, I have seen short interviews with Bernie Sanders on news / talk programs. I always said to myself, “If that man ever runs for President, I will support him.” Hence my attendance at two Arizona rallies and the sign in my front yard.

    When the dust settles, I wish it were Bernie/Hillary but will settle for Hillary/Bernie. Hillary is of a generation of women who were told to tow the line, work their way up gradually and then they would be considered. She did that. She did it well. And, now, wouldn’t you know it, they are holding her long service and upward momentum against her. Pushy woman. I want Hillary to make it to the Presidency. But, I love Bernie. He speaks to my heart.

    Brenda in Scottsdale.

    PS: Always glad to hear you can always find a soap box to stand out on, while you preach Truth into the Wind. bmh

  5. Hillary and Bernie, the only real candidates!

  6. I enjoy your posts so much and your optimism. Every once in a while I and several of my liberal friends lose our usual courage and just get scared as in “hair standing up.” So many of us think of the country to the north and I have regained my Canadian passport so am a dual but don’t know how many Americans I could sponsor. Everyone wants to live in Vancouver where most of my family is now . The cold weather elsewhere is a deterrent.

    I am a Hillary devotee but voted Bernie first as I believe that I will never have a chance again to vote for an “older”, Jewish and Democratic Socialist . Maurie Freed with some considerable embarrassment currently abiding in the “Jim Crow rewarmed and renamed” state of Georgia.

  7. John, I agree and have been saying the same for some time….I never believed the polls and prognostications during both Obama campaigns. I predicted he would become president early in the first and could not believe the predictions of a close election in the second.
    When after his reelection the GOP ignored their “post mortem,” put the corpse on life support I could see the end. They were replicating the demise of the Whig party they replaced and now have lost any integrity and have “fracked” into pieces….The RNC could replace Trump’s hat with one with two visors and the slogan, “Which way did they go? Follow us, we’re your leaders.”
    But it has been an amusing “reality show,” if you professional wrestling entertaining. I would like to see Ted defend his wife’s honor by challenging the Donald to a duel, as in the days of “Old Hickory” Jackson. After all, the first Republican President and commander in chief, A. Lincoln, did not back down from such a challenge by a short statured narcissistic politician, James Shields. Under the dueling code Lincoln had the choice of location and weapons. The 6’4″ Lincoln proposed to the 5’1″ Shields that they fight with broadswords on an island in the Mississippi on some wooden planks. If either retreated 3 feet back of the plank, he would lose…..Neither was wounded….although Shields maintained that a cowardly Lincoln withdrew in dishonor. To Lincoln it was a joke. I guess it depends on your point of view or the way you spin it.
    Speaking of spin, I write this the day after Trump has had his “Nice meeting on unity” with the RNC. I thought it was his trip to the woodshed.
    {Trumps’ small hands…I think they just appear to be small in comparison to his head]
    No matter….this reality show is moving to the inevitable conclusion when Donald will hear the final words, “You,re fired.” and get the message, “you are a loser.”


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