too hot to handle

The crickets are chirping...

Jesse Ventura was one of my first political idols early in the decade. I was casually browsing Borders' in Cleveland, and the hard-back first edition of his book "Do I Stand Alone?" was on the $5 shelf. Taking it to the cafe and reading it, I could not put it down, so I purchased it. (The original edition was on sale because it was pre-election2000, and the paperback edition is updated to after the Bush inauguration.) Anyway, 9/11 was what turned me on to current events in general, and although I had put faith in the Bush administration for a little while right after the attacks, my gut skepticism in the honesty of our current government was beginning to surface, though I did not become a Truther in the MIHOP sense until 2005. But three years earlier, Ventura taught me what the Founding Fathers meant in so many instances, and raised so many other important issues in his prose, that I sorely wished that he would run for President, which he never did but doesn't rule out in the future; by the way, I'm awaiting an Amazon delivery of his latest book, "Don't Start the Revolution Without Me."