Hanging on the wall of our camp in Maine, my dad had a small rustic sign on which someone had wood burned...
Everybody's crazy except me and thee...and sometimes I wonder about thee.
It was one of those items one picks up as a souvenior on one's travels.
Governor Sanford has been traveling. Not just to Argentina it would seem but he has made a journey somewhere in his mind and no one else can follow. Everytime the man opens his mouth you can tell that he is getting further and fruther away from the reality which is supposed to be his life...married man, father, governor of a state. None of this seems to be at the forefront of the Governor's mind, or what is left of it.
Joan Walsh has written about the slow and inexorable melt down that is taking place and which we have been watching for lo this past week or so. The implosion of Governor Mark Sanford. Won't someone get this man some help? |
