Mike Gravel. Done.
Mike Gravel Google Watch: The last time I checked, I was at #10. Today, I am at #66. I have no clue what happened — I had sort of imagined my google drop-off to be a bit more gradual than that — barring some deluge of Mike Gravel campaign news, but this ends — ingloriously — any and all mentions of Mike Gravel. I will now, Soviet-style, pretend like you never existed. I won’t go so far as the Soviets, sticking potted plants in the place of your names, but I will pretend like I never blogged about you. If I blog about a presidential debate or forum that you attend, I will pretend like you weren’t there.Â
So long, Mike Gravel. It was fun discussing you. It was fun researching you. I trust the end of your presidential campaign will be as insignificant as the rest of your presidential campaign. To sum up: your tax plan stinks, your national initiative plan isn’t a pancrea to anything, your one world predilications of a bit lofty, your Senate career wasn’t pure, and you campaigned as a hawk in 1968 — which isn’t worth mentioning except that your insistence that anyone who voted for the Iraq War authorization is unqualified for office makes you a hypocrite.
That is all. Mike Gravel. Levarg ekim.