I just watched McCain’s ad promising everything but the Second Coming by 2013 (I guess he’s leaving that to Pastor Hagee). No adjective is strong enough to express fully its vapid and pathetic impact. I did manage to find a silver lining, however. I was reminded of my years as a roadhouse entertainer. One night two bored and boorish regulars were arguing at the bar. One of them grumbled, “I wish I was in Florida.” His pal, in a classic demonstration of closing-time one-upmanship, grunted, “Hah. I wish ** I ** was on the Riviera!” Me, I wish it was … Continue reading Annals of Wishful Thinking — McCain Entry