I Ain't Got Time to Bleed: Reworking the Body Politic from the Bottom Up
When he left the navy SEALs to become a pro wrestler, the fans knew him as "Jesse, the Body."
When he hosted his hard-hitting KFAN radio talk show, he became "Jesse, the Mouth."
And now that this body-slamming, straight-talking, charismatic hero is masterminding Minnesota's gubernatorial decisions, you'd better start calling him "Jesse, the Mind."
In I Ain't Got Time to Bleed, Jesse Ventura reveals the secret of his landslide electoral success—with record voter turnout—and maps his innovative strategies for pioneering a new era in American government. In his own inimitable words, he takes on bloated government, career politicians, and apathetic voters, and tells the wildly colorful story of his days as a navy SEAL, his nights in the pro-wrestling ring, and his experiences on radio and in films like Predator and Batman and Robin .
I Ain't Got Time to Bleed is Rocky meets Mr. Smith Goes to Washington—a book that will challenge readers' ideas of traditional government as it introduces them to one of American politics' most ferocious new heroes.
extra step—the kind of teacher who makes all the difference. She probably never knew how much of an influence she was in my life. She was thrilled to see me that day. We sat together and reminisced all afternoon. It was one of those rare moments when you can tell the person looking at you isn’t just seeing you the way you are now—she was seeing me the way I’d been back then, too. But you can’t get a good sense of what’s at the core of who I am until I tell you about the South Side Boys. These
I “tapped” him—which means I busted him in the face with a legitimate fist. I knocked him to the ground. He decided he didn’t want to test me any more. I guess that means I passed! That only happened to me that once. Generally, there’s a pretty close camaraderie among wrestlers. They always refer to themselves and each other as the boys. You’re all very dependent upon each other to earn your living. The guys who don’t play fair don’t last very long, with a few unfortunate exceptions. None of
comparison, Humphrey’s and Coleman’s responses sounded canned. Michael Braverman and Barry Bloom were watching the debates on C-SPAN, and they called me up and said, “My God! You’re wasting these guys!” This is where my opponents made the mistake of assuming. Even Coleman admitted, “I went with the total focus of beating Skip Humphrey. I never considered Jesse Ventura.” They weren’t prepared for me. They assumed. It didn’t hurt that I was in direct contrast to them physically. I’m a
concert, I presented them with a gold-framed certificate full of lots of “whereases” and “therefores” and the seal of the State of Minnesota. The Stones loved it. And Minnesota will be observing Rolling Stones Day every February 15 even after I’m long gone. It’s good to be the king! C H A P T E R 9 SELF-RELIANCE I was in office hardly more than a month when I got booed and hissed by a bunch of college students for not spending more on education. I had just submitted the new budget. Do you
beacon to the world, an example of what people can accomplish when they truly live in freedom. It’s ours to embrace. If we embrace it, we won’t lose it. To all Americans who have lost faith in the American dream, I’m living proof that it’s still alive and well. It’s still our nation—we can still make it what we want it to be. And to all the young people who have voluntarily come out to take part in the system, welcome. Welcome to democracy in the making. May your visions of the future inspire all