POLITICS: The Hunters

As round as a hoot owl's eye, the hunter's moon rose in its full phase last week, and political hunters by the score burst into feverish bush beating, suddenly aware that the season was all too short. The first crucial presidential primary—New Hampshire's on March 8—was barely 20 weeks away. The gavel would call the Democratic convention to order in Los Angeles in less than nine months, with the Republican convention in Chicago only two weeks behind. And soon after the hunter's moon of 1960 had waned to a sliver, the U.S. would elect a new President.

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