When I read about the endorsement from former President Clinton, I heard yet another Mose Allison song playing in my head.
"Do you ever get the feeling you've been taken for a ride?
The bigs ones eat the little ones and there's no place left to hide.
Just don't drink the water, try not to breathe the air.
I'm not discouraged, I am not discouraged, but I'm getting there."
While still in the race I received some unsolicited feedback after the Cornwall debate from two women visiting from New York. "We can't vote because we don't live here--but you were by far the best candidate during the debate." Which made me think of what Mose sings:
"The best is supposed to come in first, but they're at the mercy of the worst."
So no matter who wins the Democratic primary tomorrow, I will be listening to the great philospher from Tippo:
"Stop this world, let me off. There's just too many pigs in the same trough. Too many buzzards sitting on the fence. Stop this world, it ain't making sense."
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