Primary Colors is the "fictional" story about a charismatic (and prematurely gray) governor of a small, poor Southern state who -- with the help of his smart-as-a-whip and foul-mouthed Yankee wife -- overcomes the odds and a sex scandal or two to win the Presidency.
John Travolta does a wonderful job as Bill Clinton. And it reminds me of how much fun the 1992 and 1996 campaigns were to work on.
I'm working the phones for Barack Obama tomorrow afternoon. My heart isn't really in it, but I want to know when I go to sleep on Tuesday night that I did what I could to get him re-elected.
My heart was in it in 1992, 1996 and 2004. I miss that passion.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
I just added it to my queue on Netflix.
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