Sixty-three years later, Donald Trump might dial that song up. Here's his dilemma. Thousands of people attend his rallies hoping to be entertained.  And the former president rarely disappoints. He riffs on his opponent and the mess the Biden/Harris administration has imposed on the nation. He talks about it. And talks. And talks.

 

Somewhere in the monologue, which is mostly ad-libbed, Mr. Trump usually veers into crazy land. He's not always serious when he does that but the corrupt media reports his words without context. Think "dictator on day one."  "Good people on both sides."  "Migrants eating pets."

 

Wait, the last one was serious.

 

Anyway, few Americans have the time to watch the Trump show so all they hear are purposefully distorted accounts of his rhetoric. And that is taking a toll on the candidate.

 

In the opposing camp, Vice President Harris does her share of bloviating but it is rarely entertaining unless you want to hear about her kitchen when she was a little girl. Kamala's middle-class upbringing is her answer to just about every question.

 

Sample Q & A: 

 

"Who's going to win the World Series?"

 

"Well, I was a little girl in Oakland, so maybe the A's."

 

"They're terrible so they won't be there."

 

"Well, in my middle-class home, we liked them."

 

In this campaign there is simply no winning verbiage. The pets are, indeed, worried every time Trump speaks, and Kamala's gibberish can cause fainting.

 

How about less blather, more focus on solving problems?

 

I know. I should shut up.