Yes, I'm talking about Dan Quayle; he's looking very good about now.
How I pine for the innocence of those old days, when a media spanking over misspelling potato ("potatoe") was nasty politics. Nowadays a candidate can call opponents names, like "Lyin' Ted" or "Little Marco", or even worse, compare some immigrants to 'rapists'. Quayle's jab at single motherhood, pales in comparison, but it was furor fodder in 1992.
What has happened to respectful civil discourse, and why do some candidates (looking at you, Mr. Trump) get a pass on it?