Vote

I'm campaigning for nobody. Not much needs to be said. Just fill in the dot beside the name that stirs the least opprobrium, fold, seal, and send. Guide others to do the same. If possible, do it in person.       ##

All Steeple, No Church

Does this structure look like a steeple with no church? My son thought so. Driving to the Nation's capital on a beautiful spring morning, I pointed it out from the distant heights across the Potomac on the George Washington Parkway. This white symbol of the Republic can be seen for miles. The seven-year-old meant little … Continue reading All Steeple, No Church

The Run

My son's offering his services as my campaign manager. More than the trappings of power, I think the third grader's hooked on creating slogans. 'Want the Best? Vote the Beast.' Beast is a nickname I picked up in Jr. High. It was my sister's fault. A clever P.E. teacher pegged her first initial against her … Continue reading The Run

Absentee Ballot

Here I sit, brokenhearted Came to vote but only farted.* How the air is thickening! Oh, the stink is sickening! I have to choose between these two? I'm on the throne just let me poo! I'll never again vote absentee While squatting here, in luxury. Don's soft wipe will be mine soon That hair of his … Continue reading Absentee Ballot

Wiggle Room and Windmills for the Democrats

Having re-cast the 2016 Republican presidential contenders as their literary counterparts, I'm taking a look at the Democrats. Hillary Let's keep gender out of this. Gender---like all demographic attributes---neither qualifies nor disqualifies a candidate for my vote. It would be just as sexist to vote for HRC because she is a woman as it would be not to vote for her because is … Continue reading Wiggle Room and Windmills for the Democrats

A Confederacy of (Political) Dunces

I enjoy politics. And I enjoy books. So I've put the two together and re-cast the 2016 presidential contenders as their literary counterparts. Today, the Republicans. Jeb Before the weekend I had  Bush playing Ignatius J. Reilly. His shuffling campaign had all the promise of a college-educated person pushing a hot dog cart around the Big Easy. … Continue reading A Confederacy of (Political) Dunces