Headed up to Lansing for the Bernie Sanders rally. As we drove by the Convention Center, I leaped out of the car to join the sidewalk line, leaving my friend to find a parking space. In this way, I hoped to grab some good seats for us and, incidentally, avoid a chilly walk.

People waved petitions for various state issues. I told them I was a Louisiana resident, which isn't true - but who says anything truthful where politics is concerned? Besides, I've visited Louisiana, so it was as good an excuse as any.

The rally was well run. I was dreading the expected glut of local pols who would rattle on drearily until Bernie arrived. Nothing of the sort! The preliminary speakers were ordinary folks who told their stories in succinct and interesting ways. My only objection was to the appearance of "Little Miss Flint," a 10-year-old girl. She was very charming and articulate, but I have a core belief that young kids should not be used for advancing political causes.

Bernie gave a rousing speech to the enthusiastic crowd. My friend, a pro-Bernie fanatic, ate it up. I shall withhold my reactions, however. This blog observes political neutrality. I'm trying to sell books, so why tick off half my audience?