Run for the roses.....

Big Brown...Barry Bonds....steroids made ‘em ‘n steroids took ‘em down. ‘Course, they ain’t the only ones....lotta ath-a-letes ‘n Gawd knows how many horses, but the fact is when you’re talkin’ bigtime anything, ever’body looks for an edge......’n nowhere is that more true than in that bigtime game called for want of a better word..... POLITICS!
Once upon a time, in the long ago (as opposed to the long, long ago) Millyrose wuz stumpin’ for a local Pol here in Ol Fair Oaks. She uninvited me from the tea she wuz givin’ for him after I asked her why he was spending a hundred thousand dollars to get a twelve thousand dollar a year job........
I understand that Obama ‘n the Democrat party has got about six hundred million dollars to spend to get him elected to a job that pays a quarter million a year.....
The Chicago Machine has been in business a long time ‘n they’re a direct descendant of Tammany Hall...reminds me of what my Momma said about John Kennedy, “The Kennedy’s have always been political.” She wuz sumtimes a little cryptic ‘n you just had to figure out what she meant.
Ol Barama’s a pretty savvy politician.....the Democrats have themselves a race they can’t lose but they’re riding a horse that can’t win....McCain, on t’other hand is the very model of a modern major candidate....he’s a can’t lose candidate but he’s in a race the Republicans can’t win.....t’is, as the poet said, a quandary....
So, if our leftwing, socialist candidate that can’t win can repackage himself as a maverick centrist, a McCain in sheep’s clothing, well....politics, as they say, makes for strange bedfellows....
“Fellow Texans, I am proudly standing here to humbly see.
I assure you, and I mean it- Now, who says I don’t speak out as plain as day?
And, fellow Texans, I’m for progress and the flag-long may it fly,
I’m a poor boy, come to greatness. So, it follows that I cannot tell a lie.”