Dear Editor, I welcomed Kinky's candidacy at first. I even bought one of those T-shirts that says, "Kinky for Gov., How Hard Could It Be?" Like a lot of people, I hoped he might be a viable candidate, but of course, we all wanted to know more about him and specifically what his plans were for the state. Well, other than the fact that he's a great champion of homeless dogs, which I already knew and appreciated, nothing I learned about Kinky was encouraging. For one thing, he's rarely bothered to vote at all, but the last time he did, it was for GWB. Not a good sign in my book. And then there was the debate; just as soon as he began to speak and to be asked questions for which he had only lame wisecracks, all hope was lost; this guy was obviously wildly unqualified to hold any public office, and it was hard to believe he was serious about it. I expected he'd drop out after disgracing himself at the debate, but either he was pleased with his performance, or he knew that the people more likely to vote for someone like him wouldn't be watching, and he was probably right about that. Chris Bell, on the other hand, was consistently, impressively eloquent and obviously qualified, but not at all flashy or charismatic. Even so, if more people had just seen the debate, I know Bell would have received a lot more support and Kinky a lot less. As the campaign went on, Friedman actually seemed proud of his ignorance and lack of qualifications, as if actually understanding history and the workings of government would have made him some kind of political hack. He acted like he was above all that, when exactly the opposite was true. By Election Day, we'd seen too much of his immature, insulting behavior to be at all surprised by his sulky, sour grapes attitude upon losing ["The Kinkster's Farewell: Leave Me Alone," News, Nov. 10]. The fact that he seemed truly surprised that he didn't actually win just indicates how totally out of touch he was. We've had quite enough damage done by opportunistic politicians who are totally out-of-touch with reality.