The young man who just left my house was clean, well groomed, wearing nice slacks and a Greg Abbot tee shirt. Barely had he identified himself when I launched my attack on Republicans and Democrats alike. I told him that Roosevelt's New Deal had the nation on the right track for the people and that both parties have successfully trashed it. I didn't give him a chance to talk. As he beat a retreat out the gate, I continued a tirade against both parties. Besides beating the bushes for Abbot, he left my gate unlatched. He almost let the dog get out.