SoYouThinkYOUCanBePresident

Hold Your Breath... The Republicans are ready to destroy our new nominee for President and it will be ugly at best. Although the Republicans think they know how to attack women, they have no clue. Right now their attacks are silly and childish but they will probably change and their name-calling will be vile and despicable. None of us should be surprised. So how should the Harris campaign proceed?  So far they have done all the right things. They have called and met with the right Congressional people. The donors are showing up. People who were confused or didn’t want Biden, are opening their purses and ready to support the new Female candidate.  One of the things that bothered me about the Biden campaign was the lack of a consistent, easy-to-understand message. “WE WON'T GO BACK!” It is pretty good. It certainly says what this campaign is about. It’s about the future not the past.  Yesterday I was talking to a dear friend who was the Lt Governor of Wisconsin at some point. We wer

So You Think You Can Be President, Who Doesn’t? Since this is the first blog on my new site, people have suggested that I write about my vision of my new book, "So You Think You Can be President, Who Doesn’t." Unlike our first book, my writing partner and friend Clay Greager, who passed away last October, wouldn’t like that. He would say, hey girl, move on! Truth is it isn’t easy without Clay. This book is a bit different; still political humor, but times have changed so much that there is a whole lot more.material. But Clay is in my head and with that.... Welcome to my new blog. It will be filled with great stories as well as commentary on the state of politics today. In 1963, while still in high school, a friend of mine asked a few of us if we would like to go to West Point as dates for some of the Cadets who were having a formal dance. Always being up for an adventure, I said, of course. There were four of us who agreed to do this. It was a Friday afternoon and the ga

Key West is a place that can only be explained by the people who live there. It is sometimes a state of mind filled with junk stores, good food and lots of colorful people. It is all those things, but so much more, you could write a book about it. Which brings me to another book, which I wrote with Clay Greager, one of those colorful people. When I met Clay he owned a t-shirt shop on one of main streets in Key West. It was called “Last Flight Out" and there was lots of Vietnam and airplane stuff in the window. There was no way I could stay outside, so I went in. There were people milling around and I noticed that the owner was telling interesting and insightful stories. There were no chairs, so I sat down in the corner where I listened to Clay’s stories, and took some political calls - probably from candidates or their staff people. What I didn’t realize was that Clay was listening to my call at the same time I was listening to his stories. When all the customers were gone he turn