Kamala for President … of Lebanon

I enjoyed one of my loveliest drives ever in late March 2012. My sainted parents had invited me to join one of their many post-retirement trips. So, I flew into Asheville, North Carolina, rented a car, and departed for their time-share condominium on Lake Lure, about an hour away.

When Kamala finally made it to North Carolina, she offered Helene’s survivors an insulting $750 each.

I expected that area to be rich in bluegrass music. So, I clicked on the radio, only to find a particularly...