Today I went to lunch with friends. Some guy came in wearing a suit, yakking on the cell phone. He had a mini-entourage and walked through the restaurant like he was a Hollywood celebrity. I noticed he was wearing a name tag, a cop badge and that he was running for sheriff. Even though I’m a lifelong Democrat I decided to vote Republican.
However something seemed vaguely familiar… (this is where the flashback music comes in.)
In 1982 or 1983 I was renting a room from my friend Allan. I paid $25 a week; those were the days!
The house was not in such a good neighborhood and one day I came home and noticed that the furniture was moved. Allan wasn't home and the cats didn't seem to have been moving furniture so I figured out that we had been burglarized.
I went across the street, called the police from a neighbor's phone and a cop came by fairly quickly. He entered the house with his gun drawn. I was right behind him. He seemed scared; I definitely was.
Somewhere along the line he saw some of my magazines or maybe it was when he saw the original watercolor of a male nude by Ethel T. Unready. It was at that moment when he kind of muttered the word “homos” to himself. It wasn’t a put-down; he was just figuring it out. I noticed his name tag, “Officer Israel.”
Now I'm an undecided voter again. See the attached link for an update on Officer Israel:
http://scottisraelforsheriff.com/
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is that true?
Yes!
I thought there was something vaguely familiar at lunch. I started remembering after I got home tonight.
By the way, the original watercolor of the male nude was named "Dick Boy" by my kid sister.
Oh this is crazy! I've decided you are not to vote for him.
Gasp! That leaves me with the idea of voting Republican for the first time since 1972 when I voted against the Democratic sheriff because he was searching us too thoroughly for drugs as we entered the Sporatorium for rock concerts.
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