It rains...

Strangely silent on the rantage of late, although I am thoroughly sick of the Reagan pageantry. How many funerals does one man truly need? Of course, I think it's pretty arrogant of us to be putting people in great boxes and taking up 3x6 feet of land for a corpse that has no hope of being resurrected.

And, if you get a chance, my 300 word turd on the future of American politics is up at the 2020 Democrats site, we'll see if I have a future of speechifying ahead of me. Eh?

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