As I sat down with my lunch tray, I noticed the restaurant's TV was showing Fox News and Donald Trump was on screen, yammering away at some campaign stop. Mercifully, the volume was muted, but staring up at the TV were two "old guys" (I use the term advisedly!) and one of them was wearing a cheap, white trucker cap. When he turned my way, I was sure I'd see "Make America Great Again" emblazoned on the front, but no, it was just an innocuous "Champion" brand sportswear hat. Then I overheard him say, "I think Trump's actually insane." His buddy replied, "Oh yeah, he's got real mental problems."
Moving on down the road to the south side, I found the Hillary office on Parsons and snagged a couple of signs. Yay! The good folks at that office lectured me a bit about the importance of getting out the vote. (They were preaching to the choir.) I walked outside to my car with my Clinton-Kaine signs in hand, and within ten seconds two different black guys driving by honked at me, waved and yelled pro-Hillary sentiments.
- Two "old" white guys on the conservative northwest side understand that Trump is bat-shit crazy.
- The state Democratic headquarters is out of stock on Hillary signs.
- Two random black motorists shout encouragement at random-old-white-guy me as I tote my Hillary signs to my car.