The Democratic convention is over and except for outrageous things that Trump might say over the next three months, I am not interested; especially in the day to day, hour to hour pole numbers of the opinionated masses of people who believe the earth is six thousand years old, don’t believe in science, and have not a clue what they are opinionated about.
At my age I don’t want time to pass any faster, but I will be glad when the election is held and behind us. This has gone on too long and I am saturated.
I do have a thought on Bernie Sanders. I could have supported Sanders; but I thought he turned out to be a petulant old man – old man yells at clouds – at the end of the Democratic convention.
The choice is either Trump or Hillary, and I thought his endorsement of Hillary was lukewarm. He could have done a hell of a lot more to quell the dissenters at the beginning and during the convention. To me, he actually seemed pleased that a hardcore following of his candidacy was vocal and disruptive.
Every time the camera went to him he looked like he had his ‘It should have been me’ face on.
What a disappointment he turned out to be – at least for me.