John McCain can’t possibly win; he’s my choice for President! This goes against 28 years of history! I’ve never supported the winning dog, err, politician.
Back last summer, when I was whining about wanting some adventure (it turned into this Budapest trip), one of the fantasies was to drop the business and go to McCain’s office in Arizona and volunteer as a national coordinator.
Ah, it feels good to be a Republican again! I usually feel embarrassed about it, but right now I can beam with pride. A reasonable guy for for President. What a good idea!