Emails back and forth after Primo's radio interview last week and a meeting he attended this week. Both times, when asked a direct question about his possibility of winning (odds are like getting ice water in hell, although really, to me, hell is a place that is frozen over cold and not a place where it is warm and you don't need to shovel snow and you don't need special tires), Primo answered truthfully, although not bluntly, that to him, victory was helping other people in his party get elected and advancing the overall party agenda.
His campaign team, with the campaign manager, Bruno Mars, is not happy. They think Primo should say that of course he has a chance of winning -
(he does not! He has a better chance of winning than I have of growing two inches taller, getting a bosom, and losing those last 12 pounds) -
so that the Party Faithful hear what they want to hear and are not unhappy with him.
"How can I maintain my integrity as an engineer - as someone who deals in facts - if I say that sure I can win?" Primo grumbled.
He is correct. Primo is annoying and a pain in the neck, but he is not a liar. He does not flinch from the truth.
He is unhappy that the team wants him to lie. "They say I am demotivating the hardcare party faithful," he said.
I said, "Have they forgotten the real reason you are on the ticket? Not to win. Not to inspire the faithful. Not to make the faithful think you can win. But to get access to national funds. Period. That was the deal."
I don't want it to be winter, but I won't be unhappy once it is November and we are almost done with this crap.