I wonder if people in the rest of the country realize just how hard it is to avoid presidential debates in Washington, D.C.? Last night, I went to taco night at the National Press Club and the largely libertarian crowd split into two pieces after: one that was staying at the club and watching the debates, another that was headed to Reason HQ to… watch the debates. Went with a ladyfriend to a local bar just off of Chinatown to avoid all that. That fine establishment piped the debate over the loudspeakers. So we got the check, grabbed a cab, and you’ll never guess what was playing on the car radio. And, no, the cabbie didn’t want to change the station.
Notice to Readers: The American Spectator and Spectator World are marks used by independent publishing companies that are not affiliated in any way. If you are looking for The Spectator World please click on the following link: https://spectatorworld.com/.