
Nevada is a Western state.

One sign of a city full of degenerates who know how to have a good time is cupholders at the urinals.

And here's the entrance to the caucus, an opulent hallway that had a sort of 1970s porn feel mixed with a bar mitzvah.

Let's stuff a bunch of modern art-ish stuff together and put it on a table. Time to fuck!

And here are the nightclub PR flacks, beautiful people paid to look good and entice tourists into their clubs.

They apparently were up all night and came to the caucus, mostly to go for Obama. Or rather, I hear they went for Obama, because they wouldn't really talk to me, as I was uncool. They probably had their own VIP after-caucus, not that I'm insecure.
The rest of the caucus was full of different Culinary workers, and it was just really fun to watch.



I'm a journalist. Which issues were most important for you in making your political choice, ma'am?

People were having good fun.

And the caucus was over, and it was back to feeding, cleaning, working for, building buildings for, and enticing degenerate gamblers.

Now a quick detour from the caucus site to the Hillary victory party. This was the secret to the Hillary campaign, older ladies who were precinct captains. The one of the left was named Faith, and she loved Hillary. After seeing a sign a few weeks ago a local library, she went to some trainings and became a precinct captain.

Go Las Vegas, fount of democracy. |