It feels almost random to get cranky about one particular irritant in the current campaign sand storm. But if this is a season of hot, dirty air, so be it.
I’m especially lathered about the witting, intentional myopia running rampant in the logorrhea of horserace commentary about the GOP horserace.
Case in point is Carly Fiorina and the breathless speculation about how her performance in the second debate has transformed her chances of becoming president – and maybe even transformed the future of America if not the cosmos.
This is goofy. One individual’s performance in a debate with 10 other hoofers, occurring four months before the first primary votes and the 14 months before the general election, has about as much predictive value as the grinds in my coffee cup.