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NCDP Chair race: a view from the sidelines

We're fast approaching the SEC meeting, in which the Democratic Party's elite will choose the people who will run things during one of our most challenging times, and I'm starting to feel nauseated. That's not a figure of speech. I'm talking about that feeling where strange things are afoot on a gastro-intestinal level, and there's a distinct possibility you may actually throw up sometime in the near future. So you contemplate fluffy bunnies or Zen koans or anything else that will trick your body into calming down. Why am I nauseated? Because Rome is burning, and the only people who can fix it are acting not unlike the Crips and the Bloods, where the color of your bandana is more important than what you can think or do.

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