Fresh from the hoosegow, Jim Traficant wants to run for Congress again.
I sat on the subway with him under the Capitol once, years ago. He treated me like he’d known me forever, even though we’d never met. I guess that kind of personality is a key ingredient to being a politician.
[Update a couple minutes later]
I should add that his hairpiece really did look like a dead animal. It’s kind of funny what kind of hairballs representative democracy will cough up and send to Washington.
Maybe he can bid on that Illinois Senate seat Blago auctioned off.
Hey! At least he is the Devil you know!
“When I get out I will grab a sword like Maximus Meridius Demidius and as a gladiator I will stab people in the crotch.”
Please run James! You’ve got my vote!
I’m in favor. I prefer my Congressional clowns openly wear their greasepaint and big red nose.
…and swords.
I think he treats the wig as a sign of his ‘regular folksiness’ as if he can’t afford professional hair work done. Though I’d be more amused if he made it a colonial style powdered wig…
I’ll bet he could get elected again, too. He’s the Marion Berry of Youngstown.
My representative is as bald as a cueball. He’s a bit phoney but at least he doesn’t do the wig thing.
I don’t understand the old white guy aversion to baldness. Since we all know that old white guys rule the world, you’d think that “male pattern baldness” would be the most popular haircut for ambitious go-getters looking to fit in…