Why Shawn Green Reminds Me of Roland Burris

Fast forward (I know for a story in its fifth daily installment, that must sound funny) to 1982. I had always wondered how high an office one could run for without selling one’s soul. Jim Thompson couldn’t find anyone to … Continue reading

Why Shawn Green Reminds Me of Roland Burris

Fast forward (I know for a story in its fifth daily installment, that must sound funny) to 1982. I had always wondered how high an office one could run for without selling one’s soul. Jim Thompson couldn’t find anyone to … Continue reading