Look, I can’t stand the man’s politics. He doesn’t care if I do or not. I almost vomited when I had to hear Eddie Vedder, one of my Bromance fantasies, sing ‘My City of Ruins’ to Bruce, while he sat pompously wearing a medal around his neck, sitting next to the Great Poser of the United States. I loved the song. Those are two of my favorite artists, singing about where I grew up. Worlds collided. I grew up ‘down the shore. I have been through the fun house and rode the great carousel on the Asbury Park Boardwalk. So that song has meaning to me past the 9/11 song it has become. I can not, will not, forsake The Boss. I grew up in Belmar, NJ. That’s where E Street is!