And the Candidate Is: Part VI

 

It’s pronounced Booda-jedge (as in judge but say jedge and say both syllables fast). Mea culpa, I underestimated him in Part I. But who didn’t. Shades of 2007/2008 eh? Remember that? When people wondered why a brand new senator from Illinois thought he had a chance to be president.

Mayor Pete, as he has come to be known by many having trouble pronouncing his last name, is a Harvard grad, was a Rhodes scholar, served in Intelligence in Afghanistan, plays concert piano, speaks 7 languages and is gay and married.

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Whither the Fed? Cold Pizza and The Deadbeat

In 1906, the economy crashed. They called it a Panic. They used to call such events panics. At least since 1929 we have called them crashes, depressions, recessions. 1906 became one of the worst crashes ever in U.S history. Worse than 1837, worse than 1873. The worst until 1929 and then the one we lived through in panic in 2008 and the years after.

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