I’m 71 today, and I’m celebrating, right after I finish this post. Babbie’s off at a three day Quilt Camp, so I’m free as a bird. I’m going to go for a walk in the woods, and have a couple beers, and think about BAAM. It’s coming together. I’m pretty sure it’s going to happen.
The key to longevity is staying active, and at this rate I should last a while. Means and methods are the key to success, and I’m getting close to nailing down the means, and I’ve got the methods all figured out. It’s a piece of cake. One of the easiest political hits I’ve ever made. Most of the other ones I did I had help. This one is all mine, and if I pull it off it will be the capstone of my political career. Life is good.
On the Trump front, it’s all up to him, and his demeanor at the debate. People expect Presidents to act like Presidents, not reality TV stars. We’ll see if he’s got it in him.
I’ve put aside my book project for now, but I’m looking forward to getting back to it. I’ll have a new chapter to write.
Three years ago, when I started this blog, and got back into politics, I did it because I sensed that the great progressive political tide that began a hundred years before was, at last, turning. This election would be a turning point in American, political history, equivalent, in its impact, with elections like 1828, 1860, 1912, 1920, 1932, and 1980. The new direction of American politics would be away from the center, and back to the States, and the people. I really didn’t care much who the candidate in 2016 was. Kasich looked all right for a short time, then Rubio, then Cruz, and now Trump. Quite an evolution. I never thought he could pull it off until the very end. But he gets to be the leader in one of the most transformational elections in American history. In the history books he’ll be known as Trump the Improbable.
I can’t admire Trump, because of the kind of man he is. But I can respect him.
The long hot summer is finally coming to an end. Fall in the Gold Country is mild and pleasant. A good day to be thankful.