Surviving Crossover Day

We tend to focus on the legislation that makes it to the finals. But the stuff that (sort of) dies speaks to the kabuki theater of the General Assembly.

I’m driving an abominable Tesla to Selma tomorrow.

The paper rented a car, because it’s cheaper than paying me 66 cents a mile to drive my wife’s car 210 miles and back. I do not own a car. I prefer to improvise.

But the hypocrisy of showing up to cover the 60^th anniversary of Bloody Sunday in a vehicle produced by a guy who has to explain how that wasn’t