Weird to read a story on infighting among Bernie Sanders’ top campaign aides and spotting a familiar name.
One of Bernie’s higher profile aides was a newsroom intern of mine more than 20 years ago. He spent most of his time screwing around, babbling about his pet piranhas, and spouting off about how boring San Diego is—until I told him I was from there. He didn’t apologize—and frankly, I agree that San Diego is boring—but the embarrassed look on his face was gratifying.
A week or two later, he stopped showing up.
Clearly he made something of himself. Sort of. But the story indicates he hasn’t grown up much.