Down the 39

My brother, Gerald, and I left Madison Wisconsin early on Thursday morning after reading big headlines in the Wisconsin State Journal and even larger in The Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel which suggested to me that someone is likely to blow up the state capitol. They have a history of that sort of stuff in the past. Keep your powder dry, the Marxists are angry. So we left in a hurry and turned the news on tonight as we arrived in Nashville.

We drove straight through central Illinois, the western tip of Kentucky and into a traffic jam in the middle of Nashville. The day was gray all day with just an occasional sprinkle of rain. Cheese and sausage with bread and crackers hit the spot. Once a cheesehead always a cheesehead.

We learned that, in addition to being a great country, we are also living in a very large country, and much of it is simply empty. There are miles and miles of farmland in the middle of Illinois. We could put 10 times as many people in the state of Illinois without any noticeable crowding. I wonder if the people who count votes in Cook County are aware of all those potential Democratic voters out there in the hinterlands?