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It is hard to even read about the Democratic Convention.

Let alone even think about watching it.

I can remember wallowing in these in the past. Not this time.

I have a friend who is watching it wall to wall. I don't know who he is rooting for. Afraid to ask.

I guess I am losing my fascination.

It does start with the fact that I am not particularly excited about Clinton or Sanders.

I think that the shit about Sanders being ignored is bullshit. He came in on the tails of being a Socialist after all. Not a Party man.

I grew up in a Democrat house. My Dad. Ran for office and won.

So I come from good solid stock. We had a bust of Roosevelt in the house. A small flag on it.

I was a big fan of Harry Truman.

I dimmed out a bit on the Kennedy years.

Then came back some for Obama.

But those glory days are over.

I am happy that we will have a woman President. But it is over shown by the imperative of stopping Trump.

I had higher hopes for one of my last elections. Not dashed but a bit diminished.

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