Ralph Nader Turns Age 90

February 27 is Ralph Nader’s birthday.  Today he is 90 years old.  He placed third in the presidential elections of 2000, 2004, and 2008, the only person who ever placed third, three presidential elections in a row.

Eugene Debs also placed third in three presidential elections, but they weren’t in a row (1904, 1908, and 1920).  Norman Thomas also placed third in three presidential elections but they weren’t in a row either (1928, 1932, and 1940).  As to whether Thomas placed third in 1944, that is ambiguous.  The unpledged electors of the Texas Regulars placed third nationally, but one might discount them since they didn’t have a particular presidential nominee.


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Ralph Nader Turns Age 90 — 18 Comments

  1. Maybe he would like to jump in and run again in 2024. He isn’t much older than the others who are running.

  2. Thank you former presidential candidate Ralph Nader for challenging restrictive and unfair ballot access laws and winning on most of them. You are remembered as a hero.

  3. Binkman endorses Trump. All seven of his supporters will hopefully follow suit and vote to elect Trump, who will save America.

  4. Oh my God you fucking retard. You’ve been told numerous times that case has nothing to do with ballot access. Get your head out of your ass.

  5. He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van
    Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man
    The only survivor of the National People’s Gang
    Drooling in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
    He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
    Drooling in Detroit

    He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom
    The police had warned of repercussions, they followed none too soon
    A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive
    Drooling in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
    He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
    Drooling in Detroit

    Putting on some clothes, I made my way to school
    I found my teacher crouching in his overalls
    I screamed and ran to smash my favorite slot machine
    And jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights
    Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back home
    Found him slumped across the table, a gun and me alone
    I ran to the window, looked for a plane or two
    Drooling in Detroit, he’d left me an autograph
    “Let me collect dust, ” I wish someone would phone
    Drooling in Detroit
    Drooling in Detroit
    Drooling in Detroit

  6. And here I thought you hated them. But now that you say it, it makes sense. If anything could make someone love something so unlovable, it’s your ascerbic zealotry.

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