This is a love story that can only end in frantic heartbreak and some nice, quiet downtime at Happy Acres.
Shakespearean, operatic, teary poetic allusions aside, Chris longs to be a Hardball-Last Hurrah kind of Old Boston/Honey Fitz/Tip O’Neill kind of pol. It’s all about getting [Liberal Democratic] votes, isn’t it? And anything goes! And so goes today’s Democratic Party.