(My, those children are tall! And old.)
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Not long ago, I watched the latest Free Stuff Promises Parade (aka Presidential debate) between the (then) six surviving Democrat candidates, because I care. And because it was either that, or League Bowling.

(For the record, here’s my political stance: I’m fiscally conservative and socially liberal, which means I have friends, but I can’t afford them.)

To call this latest gathering a “debate” is a bit of a stretch. It began as aggravated...