Do Not Underestimate the Didgeridoo
As the most people-hating extrovert you will ever meet, I dislike, nay, abhor conventions. They are useless except as meat markets for protesters to show off their oh so pretty bonnets, wealthy fortysomething Republican men to pitch drunken woo in the direction of the hordes of ambitious young pencil-skirted women, and Donna Brazile to inevitably get lost in the bowels of the convention center. But | Read More »

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