Since I don’t live there and only visit four or five times a year, I really shouldn’t care much about who becomes the next mayor of New York City. But, I have to admit, the fear that Bill de Blasio invokes on the right is so immensely satisfying and amusing that I can’t wait for him to install his socialist regime. With any luck, they’ll be playing the Clash’s “Washington Bullets” as the balloons drop at his campaign victory party.
But they better hold the mayo.
