Progressives are really grasping at straws these days. First we're supposed to get excited because Ralph Nader is running for President as a Green.
In Kennebunk, land of the Bushes,
The men of the cloth all wore tweed.
And one didn't meet any Christians
Like Robertson, Falwell and Reed.
Ralph Nader is running for President, and a fair number of progressives are excited by the prospect. They should be.
We mutter adieu now to Steve,
Who finally decided to leave.
We thought he might never be done
With buying his place in the sun.
By now most of us accept as almost inevitable the idea that education, meaning school reform and access to college, is at or near the top of the political agenda, both in the states and in the na
Farewell, adieu to Gary Bauer.
We never thought that you'd be our
Next President. Too small. Too sour.
The countryside we'd have to scour
It was the last question at the last New Hampshire town meeting for Bill Bradley.
The Orrin Hatch campaign is done--
Kaput at last, without a doubt.
And now, perhaps, could someone please
Explain what that was all about?
As I travel across the country, I am often asked why progressives should support Bill Bradley for President, as I do.
If politics got real, the debate on campaign finance reform would focus on how ordinary citizens can acquire a measure of power in America's money-drenched democracy.