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Recently my wife told me a story that she had read at a Kos diary. It was a weird kind of story, since it engendered a sort of perverted hope. Here it is:
So a canvasser goes to a woman’s door in Washington, Pennsylvania. Knocks. Woman answers. Knocker asks who she’s planning to vote for. She isn’t sure, has to ask her husband who she’s voting for. Husband is off in another room watching some game. Canvasser hears him yell back, “We’re votin’ for the n***er!”
Woman turns back to canvasser, and says brightly and matter of factly: “We’re voting for the n***er.”
In a weird sort of way, this story signifies a bit of progress. Sure they’re bigots, but even bigotry can be cast aside in a crisis, which is a bit of a step up.
Then I read this story at Americablog:
A friend was telling me about calling people in Northern Fla. to ask how they’re voting.
One woman had to ask her husband (first tipoff, ask her husband?)… the response was “We’re voting for the ni***r”
That kinda says something about the repugnican ticket. These people still refer to Obama as ‘the ni***r’, but they’re going to vote for him anyway.
It is, of course, always possible that these events happened in both Pennsylvania and Florida. It’s a big country after all. Personallly, I’m now inclined to think that this story, which I myself have spread since I first heard it, must be categorized as an urban legend, though we’re all free to believe (at least until November 4th) that it exemplifies an underlying reality.
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