This is a monologue of a few ideas that are irritatingly rolling around in my brain like a BB in a boxcar. It’s longer than my usual articles, given the subject matter. I ‘spect it’s not the final word…
One of my earliest memories was listening to a political campaign on the radio—1944? ’48?—and asking my mother what was meant by “Democrats and Republicans?”
She answered in her Irish-New England lilt, “Republicans are the rich people, Nicky. Democrats are the rest of us.” I admit, that always stuck with me. more…
