Occasionaly a politician should visit his district. So he can whisper sweet nothings and rub his bases butt until they fall into a blissful slumber. For want of such behavior a primary was lost. Cantor forget where he left his districts, Mr Brat picked them up.
Well he defied a few good ‘ol boys back home that held a grudge. Set himself up for vendetta and basicly ignored the rest. Thereby insulting the rest.

But the beast that waited in the woods was a constituency hungry for straight shooters. At least everyone voted as if they liked people who actually could say “I don’t lie.” declaratively and with a command that speaks to truth. Brat did it. He  seems to be the real deal. He is slated to blaze a trail for himself withan entrence this jazzed with theatrical punch.


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