Harry Potter

There’s a KATU camera out by a shopping center — complete with the requisite Salvation Army bell rigner in front of the store– that I’m walking by — nevermind which one. I shuffle about, trying to avoid being shot by the camera. Paranoid? You bet! I can’t really figure out why KATU is shooting here, but figure they’re just trying to get some stock footage of the “Wacky Holiday Scene.”

Then I hear the words “Hello, Mr. Mayor.” Yep. There he is — Mr. Tom “Don’t call me Harry” Potter, our Communist Overlord of the city of Portland (replacement of our Fascist Overlord in Vera Katz.).

I toss my hand out, and shake his hand. For whatever reason, I say “I voted for the other guy,” then wonder why the hell I said that.

Harry Potter smiles and says, “Nobody’s perfect.”

I didn’t tell him that by “other guy” I meant Extremo the Clown, but never mind.

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