"Shall We Travel Together, Sister?"
Spots Before His Eyes.
The Borough President Race.
The Recruiting Sergeant.
The Apostle of Poppycock.
Even He Must Feel Ashamed of the Executive Director.
Why You Must Register.
Curfew Must Not Ring Tonight.
"We're Liberal - Ain't We Buddy?"
What Goes Up Must Come Down.
No Politics, Mr. President!
"If We Can Git Back into Power; That's My Idea of Thanksgiving Day!"
"We Republicans..."
"Who Says We Can't Turn the Clock Back?"
Never Mind the Voices - Keep What We've Got.
"We Know We're Good."
"Unemployment? We Should Worry!"
We're Entitled to Better than That!
Sticking Another On.
Short of Breath and with Creaking Joints the Charge Begins.