So, pretend you’re Harry Reid. The knock on you is that you’re too liberal for Nevada, too married to the president’s agenda, too captive to liberal Washington D.C. So where do you go to have a fundraiser? A NASCAR race, perhaps? Some down-home Southern barbecue in North or South Carolina? A jaunt to Texas to eat one of those huge steaks they give you free if you can finish it in an hour?
Nope. You head on out to San Francisco and Bel-Air, Calif.
Oh, the ads just write themselves, don’t they?
Not that I have anything against my beloved home state, of course. If Reid listened to me, I’d suggest he take a jaunt up to Napa and hold a fundraiser in beautiful wine country (alas, the senator doesn’t drink). But while Reid is down in L.A., he ought to find time to cruise by Pink’s and grab a great hot dog (and, it’s kind of an homage to him, since Reid’s childhood nickname was “Pinky”). Oh, and check out the freak show on the Santa Monica pier, senator. They’ve got a guy there who can juggle while balancing a bicycle on his nose!
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“They’ve got a guy there who can juggle while balancing a bicycle on his nose!”
Sounds like the perfect candidate to run for Senate.