Most of what I write that’s not Gonzo satire is fact, or as close to it as I can come. In this case it’s different; the entire topic is subjective, and what we’re discussing here is entirely about motives and speculation. All I can tell you is what I’ve been told, what I’ve read, and what I’ve extrapolated from other sources; there’s some (more…)
Stuck In The Middle With You, by Stealers Wheel
Usually I find these things to be, if not informative, then at least excellent entertainment. This was not. This was pro wrestling gone horribly off-script.
As I watched, gorge rising, I could not help but think to myself: Where is Jed Bartlet to save us from these… these mediocrities?! Of them all, only Sanders and Warren (more…)
(Picture: Parking lot in what turns out to be Milford, New Hampshire, waiting for the bus)
So here we are in… you know, as I’m saying this, I don’t have a clue where we are? It’s the woods in New Hampshire, thirty miles from anywhere, and somehow there’s a massive inflatable domed sports arena. I don’t get it; it’s not hockey, which might make sense. But somehow the Buttigieg campaign found the only domed stadium in (more…)
What you need to know going into today: Nevada is a caucus state, but different from Iowa. Every state is different, of course, but Nevada is very different. And I’m not just talking about the prostitution laws, although that does hit politicians very close to home; no, they do everything differently here in the Sagebrush State.
To begin with, it’s a closed caucus; only registered party members can vote. Which would matter (more…)
I’ve already told you about coming into Exeter a good hour ahead of schedule, and still seeing a horde of people already lined up around the block, waiting for Amy to show up at the Old Town Hall. I didn’t mention the freezing drizzle, but there was that too. Gotta love New Hampshire in February.
I’ve checked out the press arrangements ahead of time. This event does have some nice perks (more…)
When we roll into Exeter, N.H. a good hour ahead of schedule, there’s already people lined up around the block waiting for Amy to show up at the Old Town Hall.
Now Exeter is a fine town, home to Phillips Exeter Academy, a marvelous downtown, and some truly friendly people. But one thing Exeter is not known for is its parking. Another is the capacity of its meeting venues. Neither is in copious supply.
We keep driving. I need some space (more…)
The ninth debate is over, and Bloomberg won.
I don’t mean he (more…)
NOTE: The following transcription has been heavily edited to reduce profanity. Nevertheless, reader discretion is advised.
The cesspit that is modern politics has surpassed itself.
Scene: It’s the middle of the night and I just now finished fixing my writeup on Sanders and Yang after a couple of hours of desperately needed sleep. Some of that was not fit to read; glad I got to it. Sleeplessness and politics should never mix; this is how we got Eagleton in ’72, after all. I’m just about to go back to bed when (more…)
It’s easy to forget, but there’s a big chunk of New Hampshire that exists cheek-by-jowl with Vermonters that live on opposite sides of the Connecticut River valley. It’s a demographic the state doesn’t quite know what to do with; the urban centers (such as they are) are lumped in with mountain recluse compound-dwellers to form the Fifth State Senate District. Fifty thousand people live right along here; two thirds are Pantsuit Nation loyalists and the rest vote MAGA. There might be a moderate somewhere but if so he’s in hiding. The only reason there isn’t open war is only the MAGA faction is armed — and they just want to be left the hell alone.
You couldn’t pay me enough to canvass for a Democrat outside city limits. (more…)
It’s a miserable night in a way only New Hampshire can provide. Water is falling out of the air not as snow or ice but in actual lumps of slush. I can hear it going *splat* all around me as we slip and slither up to the door of the VFW hall where Tulsi is scheduled to speak. We’ve tried for her and missed twice now; as I understand it her defense committee needed her on the Hill — but of course the campaign doesn’t talk about that sort of thing; I had to (more…)
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