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HOLDEN DURSO 2020
Everyone I know seems to have a completely different perception of the 2024 presidential race. Not just a difference of opinion, but a complete lack of comprehension. It wasn’t just one side of the street that refused to see that the emperor was naked in Hans Christian Andersen’s folktale.
Neither side will question why two men, nearing the end of their lives, want the hardest four-year employment contract you can get in the first place. I thought a sane man never wished he had worked more on his deathbed. Should they be tested?
In 2020, when we were in the middle of Covid, I saw this play for the first time and gave it a terrible review then, so I started a presidential run of my own with a local legend. I, of course, wanted to be vice president and drive the space shuttle.
We did not win, but I thought this week’s story might give my listeners some perspective for the sequel.
Old joke of the week:
A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is politics?" The dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I'm the breadwinner of the family, so let's call me capitalism. Your mother, she's the administrator of the money, so we'll call her the government. We're here to take care of your needs, so we'll call you the people. The nanny, we'll consider her the working class. And your baby brother, we'll call him the future. Now, think about that and see if that makes sense." The little boy goes off to bed thinking about what dad had said. Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has soiled his diaper. The little boy goes to his parents' room and finds his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed. The next morning, the little boy says to his father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now." The father says, "Good son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about." The little boy replies, "Well, while capitalism is screwing the working class, the government is sound asleep, the people are being ignored and the future is in deep shit."
Everyone I know seems to have a completely different perception of the 2024 presidential race. Not just a difference of opinion, but a complete lack of comprehension. It wasn’t just one side of the street that refused to see that the emperor was naked in Hans Christian Andersen’s folktale.
Neither side will question why two men, nearing the end of their lives, want the hardest four-year employment contract you can get in the first place. I thought a sane man never wished he had worked more on his deathbed. Should they be tested?
In 2020, when we were in the middle of Covid, I saw this play for the first time and gave it a terrible review then, so I started a presidential run of my own with a local legend. I, of course, wanted to be vice president and drive the space shuttle.
We did not win, but I thought this week’s story might give my listeners some perspective for the sequel.
Old joke of the week:
A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is politics?" The dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I'm the breadwinner of the family, so let's call me capitalism. Your mother, she's the administrator of the money, so we'll call her the government. We're here to take care of your needs, so we'll call you the people. The nanny, we'll consider her the working class. And your baby brother, we'll call him the future. Now, think about that and see if that makes sense." The little boy goes off to bed thinking about what dad had said. Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has soiled his diaper. The little boy goes to his parents' room and finds his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed. The next morning, the little boy says to his father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now." The father says, "Good son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about." The little boy replies, "Well, while capitalism is screwing the working class, the government is sound asleep, the people are being ignored and the future is in deep shit."