2. I yelled back, “We’re just here to get out the vote!”
Long pause from our guy.
“Go Trump!!!” he finally managed.
I said, “Fine! Then go get out the vote for him, if you want!”
Silence.
Blackout.
(I think he’d been watching us and was desperately hoping we’d knock on his door so he could scream at two middle-aged women—one wearing a leg brace and limping badly—and was mad he’d missed his chance.)
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Julie Goldberg (julie@social.coop)'s status on Monday, 04-Nov-2024 07:46:03 JST Julie Goldberg 1. Adventures in canvassing:
We were doing get-out-the-vote doorknocking for registered Dems in an apartment/condo complex that had upstairs and downstairs apartments, with the staircase outside.
While we were upstairs, a guy who was not on our list, in no danger of having his door knocked, and who could certainly have done this face-to-face if he wanted to, yelled up to us, “Why don’t you mind your own business and stop telling people who to vote for?!?!”Bill repeated this.
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