The more things change, the more they get more strange.
This is to say, I'm back to Berning for my man. (I did give up, but he never has. Thus, how dare I? Plus, he and I -well, it's personal).
The "female" in my rhyme, the one who does nothing for me, is a different one this time around -- 4 years later (Warren).
Yet caucusing is on the rise (I think. I never understood those things). However, I do believe that we're hard pressed to talk about it shamelessly. Embrace it. Coddle it. Bring it out in the open, and do so with pride.
Keep a smile, and be naughty. It's the only way through the madness. Plus, of course, chocolate. Lots of it.
Love you.
