[Travis McGee]

I’m not “whooping” about an old man’s bleak prognosis.

I’m simply not putting on blinders, and pretending a real bastard was a belated saint.

From Mary Jo Kopechne to SE Asia to immigration and welfare and quotas and on and on, his record has meant death and sowing the seeds of future disaster.

Forgive me for not putting on my rose colored sunglasses for his wake and singing Danny Boy with you.

I remember his record.

[Philo-Junius]

When a man is discovered to have cancer, the pertinent fact is that he is a dying man, not whether he is a dying good man or dying bad man.

God will judge him soon enough.

[Empireoftheatom48]

AMEN!

[A. Morgan]

Here! Here! Travis McGee, I stand with you.