“Always vote for the Democrats. The Democrats are the party of the working man.” That advice came from my grandfather when I was a kid. My grandfather was a Boston police officer, a working man. My grandfather was also a good Catholic and would not agree with the Democratic Party’s support for abortion rights, but I can’t imagine him voting for our current president. When we moved to Roseau County in northwest Minnesota in 1976, the county was part of a purple district, though no one was using colors to differentiate parties back then. Sometimes the Democrats were up, then the Republicans would get a turn. The country was trying to keep on an even keel after Watergate, the Arab oil embargo and the nightmare of Vietnam. After eight years of Republicans, we elected the positive Jimmy Carter, who was not up to handling the hostage crisis in Iran. So we put the Republicans back in, then the Dems again. Meanwhile our great opposite number, the So...
As long as the pie keeps growing, we are unlikely to complain about the size of our slice. —Benton Iffy