How the South Went Republican: Can Democrats Ever Win There Again? (1992)

Ladies and Gentlemen, let me decree: The age where you stop putting up with people’s bullshit is 36. It may come well before then, but I know for sure the beaten, bloody corpse of giving-a-damn breathes its last miserable breath on your 36th day of birth. Too dramatic? You’re right. I’m an artist. I get emotional sometimes. Let me try this again. This year on my 36th birthday, I received a phone call from someone purporting to wish me well; but I was instead met with an out-of-nowhere
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