I’m pondering on what to do tomorrow.
Voting in the GOP primary is relatively pointless – I’ve got my choice of President Trump or The Donald. Hardly worth a trip to the neighborhood high school gym, is it?
On the other hand – paying a visit to the DFL primary it would give me a fairly pivotal choice in affecting the candidate the Democrats put on the ballot this November.
And the choices are enough to get you giddy with excitement:
- A woman whose relationship with the truth makes Donald Trump’s Twitter feed look like a Jordan Peterson video
Another woman who’s never faced a hostile press question, much less Hillary Clinton’s celebrated “3 AM phone call”The mayor of the fourth or fifth largest city in Indiana (oops – missed the boat on that one)- A 78-year-old man who has always been a walking political joke, and he seems to be into the first stages of senility
- Bernie Sanders, a man whose formidable foreign policy acumen has to elide confidence in even the most ardent skeptic, yessirreenob.
Hugh Hewitt says he plans on voting for Sanders, to do his bit to make sure that there is the Starkist possible choice this November – Between a candidate who has been a deeply imperfect president who has actually done an unexpectedly good job, and someone who is an active, enthusiastic apologist for a system that murdered 100 million people.
It’s tempting. It really is.