LETTER FROM THE EDITOR
Pull quote. Pull quote. Pull quote. Pull quote. Pull quote. Pull quote. Pull quote. Pull quote. “Amy who ?” was something voters thought. Also, “If she’s actually a senator, how come I’ve never heard of her?” And, “She says she’s a Democrat who can work with Republicans. Does she own a flying pony too?” Then... You know how one thought leads to another... “Is Minnesota really a state?” “Has anybody ever he needs to be elected to a higher political office than he’s held so far – County Sewer Commissioner, maybe. As for Amy Klobuchar, I’m not sure what happened to her. Again, it may have had to do with voters thinking. Voters will do that – even Democratic primary voters.
been there?” “Are you sure it’s not just a place that Garrison Keillor made up?” In the end, maybe Amy Klobuchar was an imaginary candidate. If voters wanted imaginary things to vote for, Bernie Sanders’ campaign promises were already available. So now the presidential campaign has entered a fully geriatric stage. There are only three remaining likely candidates (unless the fellow carrying a scythe and dressed in a floor-length black hoodie decides otherwise). These candidates are either – as I like to say about my septuagenarian self – venerable, tested, time-honored past masters. Or they’re – as my children like to say about me – decrepit geezers, fossils, codgers, and fogeys past their sell-by date. However you want to put it, America has no choice about electing a president who’s old. The only choice we have left is “what kind of old?” There’s... OLD FAITHFUL Trump spouting off every 44 minutes. OLD GLORY a tattered Biden who should have been hauled down the flagpole long ago but who just keeps on flapping. And... old fart Bernie the Marxist butt trumpet.
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March 2020
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