I think it’s time to raise the white flag and admit that I’ve been beaten. A sitting president who got more votes than any sitting president ever got was beaten at 3:00 in the morning by an old man who did little more than sit in his basement and mumble about building back better than the hottest economy in the history of the world, that had been shut down because of a virus that seemed to cure the common cold and all flu. So as we enter a new presidential election cycle, and building back better leaves most of us wondering things like… Better for who?…., and we are right in the middle of a full scale zombie apocalypse coming up from our southern border, I just take my hat off to this old man who reminds me of Mr. Magoo bumbling about, who can’t seem to see the reality around him. A man who road a subway up hill, to and from work, raised in a Puerto Rican community who went to a black church and fought off a bad dude named Cornpop, who spent his youth somehow talking black kids into rubbing his hairy legs, and so many other remarkable things that this humble blog will surely fail to cover. This man, who is loved so much by so many, is being pressured to be a one term president by many of these same folks. Eventually though this legend will ride off into the sunset, and more than likely he’s going to take most of us with him. In movies they ride off into the sunset, but I’m betting for us it’s going to be a mushroom cloud. I hope it’s not orange.