“Those kinds of things, you know, and the best man wins and the beef should be over. Those are some of the things I’m thinking about.”
Mayor, you are lost....Way behind....This isn’t 1950....
My Dad told me that growing up in philly during the depression would fight in boxing matches on the street he was around 8. The winner would get a nickle and the loser would get a penny. Either way he was happy.