Pocohantas

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Elizabeth Warren seems like a good woman.

I’m afraid that her goose is cooked as far as being president because of the weird story about her Native American claims from long ago.

I have no idea why she’d make that claim, but it’s sort of a nothing story, but she’s already earned a horrible nickname and Trump bashes her at every turn, even making fun of genocide of Natuve Americans back in 1838.

You can’t even hear what she has to say because her name is dirtied by all of it.

I don’t know why some things stick and disqualify some candidates while others can live a life of absolute lives of degradation and somehow survive.

Gary Hart was a leading candidate when a marital indiscretion destroyed him.

Jeb Bush was obliterated by the ‘low-energy’ nickname.

Hell, Howard Dean was hammered because he screamed.

Meanwhile, I heard a ‘religious’ leader say that Trump is orange because it’s ‘the Holy Spirit running through him.’

How????

He lied about paying off porn stars, made fun of the handicapped, is so nasty day after day after day.

The Holy Spirit!

I don’t much get the political game, I guess.

Elizabeth Warren’s candidacy appears to be dead on the vine while nothing sticks on others.

You know what else is distressing?

We already seem to be campaigning for 2020.

So much time to run this election process...

...I’m sick of it already.

It’s no longer about policy.

People are voting against their own best interests because the guy they like comes up with racist nicknames.

The whole shabang has been destroyed.

Putin had to be thrilled.

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