Nutshell Kingdom: postcard from DC
2004
so, riding on the train late for a Sunday night and a little drunk but I swear I saw Tom Daschle, befuddled in flannel, drooling a little, wearing a knit cap and a Rapid City H.S. letter jacket. If not Tom, it was his fucking national security dummy, if one was to believe in such things. I repeat, only a little drunk. Please, it was Sunday and the former Senate minority leader-man deserves a modicum of respect.
What's next? John Edwards pimping smiles in DuPont Circle? "There ARE two Americas!! I swear!!"
