540 Days to Go? I’m ALREADY Tired of the Candidates
How in the name of electoral-process did we get where we are?
Please! Lead me to the nearest smoke-filled room, where I can get my candidates the old-fashioned way—from political bosses. Dick Daley in Chicago is pretty much the last of the species left standing.
C’mon, Dick, give me a Democrat.
How in the name of electoral-process did we get where we are?
Please! Lead me to the nearest smoke-filled room, where I can get my candidates the old-fashioned way—from political bosses. Dick Daley in Chicago is pretty much the last of the species left standing.
C’mon, Dick, give me a Democrat.
There are no Republican bosses. It's not their style. Patronage is for the lower classes and Republicans don’t dig lower-classism. Five rich guys pick the most electable, give him plenty of dough and a memory for whom he is indebted.
The whole miserable (but survivable) process used to wrap up between August conventions and November elections. There was actually a little bit of suspense at the conventions, whic…