i was handsome and smart or so the nuns all told me, eyes of blue with a winsome smile, a thinker, a tinkerer a fine midwestern demeanor but if all that were true, what’s up with these Paul Ryan Bye-Bye Blues? that ryan boy will go far, the farm folk all claimed d.c.’s a brutal place he’ll know how to tame a bright light in a dark time is what they said, solid and sober and steady of hand the world my oyster as i bestrode this land. so much promise and potential to share, a prophet of profit with…