I have a confession to make: I _love_ listening to Ray Taliafero, when the opportunity presents itself; usually, that's sometime when I come home after working really late, the wife has already gone to bed, and I kick back to decompresss a bit before joining her. I disagree with pretty much everything he says, and his positions often annoy me, but there is something about sitting alone late in the night, with a good whiskey and a last smoke, listening to Ray sounding like a fire and brimstone preacher, that I just really enjoy. Bernie just makes me ill, though.
Thraka