Longmire for president
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Editor,
Good morning, Montana. It’s raining. Bye, bye winter. Warm days coming into the country, God willing, rain on field and forest.
And the winter of our discontent? Will it be made glorious summer, too?
A big question about the current reign. Somehow the feeling’s wrong. Here’s why. Our new leader and I are from the same hometown, born the same year. My friend Marconi, well he and I grew up around guys who thought they were a big deal. Vin laid it out straight for me:
“These guys run a cold clock/long con kind of game. Guy patting you on the shoulder telling you what a great guy he is. Put you in the way of a good thing. Believe me. A wink to his pals. Then you wonder about that sharp pain in the back and later, where’s my wallet? It’s called a Kansas City Shuffle. You been took. Got you looking right but action on the left. But you don’t know ‘til later. Then it’s too late. Maybe you never totally wise up. Maybe you see him do it to your worst enemy so there’s that. Can’t be all bad. Big force trumps the little guy every time.”
Growing up in Brooklyn/ Queens, look out for slim shady. My father said, “Always look like you know where you’re going.” Montana, a place to get away from all that, been here almost 50 years now. Mostly honest people, handsome country.
This winter I watched the Netflix series Longmire about a Wyoming sheriff. Tough man and good. Walt Longmire showed me a level of integrity that just feels rare. He is up against some pretty big people out to take his land. The big lawyer will win with a big lie.
“Good luck with the truth,” he tells Walt, whose eyes flash back. Those eyes, I just admire that. One straight guy.
One last thing — Walt Longmire for president.
Mac Murray
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