I remember distinctly an image ofwe were sitting on his couches,
and I was looking at his pant leg and his perfectly creased pant, Brooks says,
and Im thinking, a) hes going to be president and b) hell be a very good president.
My only hope is that Ted doesn’t have a crease in his pants if that is the way to determine what kind of a president one will be. These people are ridiculous - they have me in stitches at their attempts to bring Ted down. It feels to me like they are throwing nerf balls. I laugh at their hypocrisy and fear - and for some reason, I’m not irked like I was with Sarah. I don’t understand my feelings. I guess I’m not even irked any more about what they say and write about her either - she has been vindicated - and many of her critics have vanished from the national spotlight - while she is still in demand. God promises us beauty for ashes/
Gayest political analysis ever,,,