I met a friend for coffee at a local Starbucks the other day. She said that just the day before she had been in that same Starbucks and a local political candidate was at the next table. When the candidate and entourage left, the table looked like “a 3-year-old had eaten a muffin there,” my friend said. “It was a mess.”

I love this story. I thought of the song my sister-in-law sings to my 3-year-old nephew. “Clean up, clean up, everybody clean up .. ” Imagine all the money these people are spending on ads, the articles being written to educate us on where they stand on the issues. When, in fact, all we really needed to know was we have a candidate who missed the “clean up after yourself” lesson in pre-school.

You can’t make this stuff up.