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This is the story of one of my 50 calls today.You are given the first name of the voter you are calling. On this call, a woman, I'm guessing in her 50s, answered the phone and responded that she was who I was asking for. When I identified myself as Greg, a volunteer from the Obama campaign, she immediately became antagonistic and wary.
"I won’t vote for Obama, that’s for sure."
"All right – shall I put you down as supporting Hillary?"
"I didn’t say that."
"OK. I just have to click a button here, that’s why I asked."
"Did you want to talk to another voter?"
"I’d be happy to, ma’am."
Technically, before that last line, there should be something like: "" After that sort of reception, she wants to know if I want to talk to someone else? Either she wants to give me a fair chance at earning a vote for Barack, or she want to have someone in her house clobber me over the phone. A man -- my guess is in his 60s, maybe even 70s -- answers the phone. Her husband, I assume. I introduce myself the same way. He's ready for me, loaded for bear
"I’m a Democrat and I’m voting for Hillary Clinton. And if she doesn’t win, I’m voting Republican."
"I see. Well, I’m a Democrat, and if Barack Obama doesn’t win the nomination, I’m voting for Hillary."
There was a pause. Not a "winding up and getting ready for the next zinger" pause. A pause like he had expected that I was more likely to quack like a duck to same something like that. A pause like I had hit him with a stick. They old guy got quiet.
"You are?"
"Absolutely. Our vote in November is going to be a vote on whether to stop the war. I prefer Obama, but either way I’m going to vote to stop the war."
"I want to stop the war."
You lovely old man, I thought. My angry, derisive political enemy. But, deeper down, my ally.
….This November, we will be voting on whether to continue the war, or to bring it to a close.
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