Get Nutty
Two days ago the Shadow broke the story about John Cox running to be number 44.
Good for Cox.
Not that he has a prayer to occupy 1600. But at least he tries, again, again and again.
I tire quickly of the gadfly stories, the slams, the giggles. Most that laugh at Cox (including me) probably live life too safe.
Seriously, if you think Cox’s life is a joke, note your surroundings—your cubicle adorned with Far Side cartoons; that 4% raise; the sweater from 1982; your filthy 2000 Honda Odyssey; your very, very predictable life.
Yes, Cox is about ego. But so am I. So are you.
Give the man a break, and today, follow his lead and do something totally insane, even if people whisper and snicker, “you’re such a Cox.”
4 comments:
Hey, Andy Martin AKA Anthony John Robert Martin-Trigona-Bouvier- Von Solbrig-East Hampton- Daft Wager is also back in the game. With guys who needs Al Keyes?
you know, these days a 4% raise is EXCELLENT.
Spanky the Cox. Officially a "perennial" candidate.
Poor John. Nice guy, good heart, no political skills.
Actually, what's sad is that you actually take the time to think about Cox, and what he's doing...talk about having no life.
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