I have pretty warm feelings for Joe Biden.
In fact, I feel like we are very similar.
We both grew up in hardscrabble towns (Scranton/Clyde Hill) and had fathers who found themselves jobless due to circumstances out of their control.
We are both relatively poverty stricken in context of our high-visibility style careers and we both married women whose more affluent families had serious objections to us as possible husbands.
We also have the wonderful knack of putting our foots squarely, resolutely, confidently in our mouths.
Yep, me and Joe.
Joe and me.
I remember when he ran for president in 1988.
I remember telling my mom that he was the one I would vote for after seeing a piece about him on the show 60 Minutes. I think it was Sixty Minutes. It doesn't matter that I was a couple years shy of voting. I had my political views.
Anyhow, something happened, some sort of scandal, I can't really remember what, but he had to get out of the race.
I think he would have done better than Dukakis.
Probably, Atwater would have had his way with Biden anyhow, painting him as a know-nothing, hippie rapist-lover.
But I have always liked Joe Biden.
I mean, we both grew up in hardscrabble towns!
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hardscrabble is a todd word.
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i also like Joe. Though, I think its mostly because he talks a lot. I find it endearing when people put their foot in their mouth from pure love of speak. Then they continue talking to try to repair the damage. I think Jon Coltrane took a similar approach in his music.
Coltrane sat in bed with his horn just fingering the thing. I mean, playing without blowing into it so he wouldn't wake his wife. Did this just get awkward?
god damn, I was hoping someone would get the joke in this post. I was sniggering while I type.
I figured Kelvin would get it, he usually gets all my cryptic cryptocisms.
I was really looking forward to a hearty laugh from Kelvin.
I am so totally, utterly not funny.
Apparently.
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