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The last 2 years has made a mess of my mind.

I have been absorbed by politics since I hit college back in 1970. Just a few days before my High School graduation in May of 1970, students peacefully protesting the Vietnam War at Kent State University in Ohio were attacked by the Ohio National Guard and four were killed. Students were the soldiers on the front lines at home.

Things got very real.

I entered college as a Physics major and, like so many, college opened my eyes in a way that I never expected. It was exciting; new. Options abounded around me and I was free to choose my own way. Like today, the news was full of protest, war and a severely divided country under President Nixon.

By my sophomore year I had changed majors to Political Science

Here we are, some 47 years later and I see a country in much the same position. Nixon now looks pretty good when compared to Donald J. Trump, and my old roomie agrees.

And that is a HELL of a thing to say.

When Trump announced his candidacy in 2015, I was like everyone else and considered him a clown. That was a mistake. He's more like a vacuum cleaner salesman who hit the big time. He clearly knows nothing of running a large organization. Six bankruptcies prove that.

Now we watch the aftermath. After last Friday's debacle where the American Heath Care Act deservedly exploded like the bomb it was, Anderson Cooper on CNN opened his show with a zinger: "Greetings tonight from the smoking crater that used to be called Washington."


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