. . . continued (As published)

Although we may still have to see Nancy Pelosi's mocking face for a while, the dopers won't be able to flaunt themselves as readily in public. When I first moved to California, it was the envy of the world. Today, it appears the deep trough we have dug for ourselves won't be getting much shallower, at least until the next election. Just be thankful we don't have that supercilious snake, Harry Reid (D-NV), in California. There is still an inspection station on the border with Nevada to intercept such serpents, isn't there? (This portion, plus the first half from the previous post were published in the E-R on November 9.)

NO SECRETARIAT: The damn horse lost. (Here come the excuses; you judge how valid they are.) Our trainer was unhappy with the jockey. He brought the horse out too quickly, and let him run too fast a first quarter, so he faded late. Our regular jockey probably wouldn't have done that, but he is sitting out a suspension for "improper whipping" while riding other people's horses. Actually, that description of the offense is in my words, but it allows me to say, "It wasn't our fault."

RIP: George "Sparky" Anderson, Hall of Fame baseball manager. What a sad way to begin The Void.