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A phone call from a local political campaign gets personal

It was late in the afternoon, too late to write another word, but too early to start making dinner. So, I put on a podcast where two comedians discuss and debunk Bigfoot sightings, while I did some chores.

After the bathrooms had been cleaned, and the living room tidied, I brought in the mail. Today’s mail included ten bajillion campaign fliers. Actually, that was an exaggeration. There were only nine bajillion political fliers, along with our ballots.

Hallelujah! The California primary was finally here. Soon, the general election would be here too. That meant we were mere months away from pundits telling us what would happen in 2024, while insisting it was “premature” to make predictions for 2026!

This momentous occasion called for a tweet. I picked out the three best fliers from today’s haul, arranged them on the freshly-cleaned table with our ballots, and used the fading afternoon light to capture the magic of democracy with my phone’s camera.

I was trying to decide what to tell Twit…