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In which our intrepid correspondent makes some snarky remarks about the only race left for intelligent political discourse. Which he studiously avoids.

In which our intrepid correspondent delves into the conundrum inside an enigma wrapped in beige that is Al Gore.

In which our intrepid correspondent finally stands up on his hind legs and rebukes the Breck Girl for his two Americas- those that barricade themselves from the press in hotel bathrooms and those that don't.

In which our intrepid correspondent speaks of the hot air bedeviling the southern end of the Mississippi and how it affects the hot air bedeviling the northern end of the Mississippi.

In which our intrepid correspondent rhapsodizes about the problems we have with a certain present ex-president - and a certain soon to be ex-president.

In which our intrepid correspondent waxes poetic about Labor Day. Stop. Stop. I'm getting all teary here.

In which our intrepid correspondent cogitates that the Obama machine is running a little smoother than the vaunted Clinton machine.

In which our intrepid correspondent gives Hillary the benefit of the doubt while mulling over her chances of forestalling the inevitable.

In which our intrepid correspondent basks in the reflected heat of our lady of inevitability proves herself to be evitable.

In which our intrepid correspondent runs a mini marathon on the mobius loop of clarity.

In which our intrepid correspondent wanders into the heart of the Midwest and gets confused by all the people huddling in the corners.

In which our intrepid correspondent exhibits an unhealthy excitement over the new show of dexterous spandex mutants about to take the national stage. And he nails the dismount.

In which our intrepid correspondent kind of gets all weepy. Well, as weepy as a hard-bitten, globe-hopping raconteur can get in mixed company.

In which our intrepid correspondent praises the Democrats for getting all of their ducks in a row. Of course, it is duck hunting season.

In which our intrepid correspondent questions the motives of Mister Magoo as he stumbles through the wreckage of his presidential campaign.

In which our intrepid correspondent breaks that whole "don't touch Sarah Palin with a 10-foot pole" stance of the Republican Party.

In which our intrepid correspondent wages war with himself over the pros and cons of exercising his electoral muscle.

In which our intrepid correspondent discusses survival techniques for the bravest of us who plan on fighting the discount fight on the busiest shopping day of the year.

In which our intrepid correspondent offers up a couple of suggestions of why to persevere in the face of overwhelming odds.

In which our intrepid correspondent tries to warn the American people that our president is turning into a junkie.