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September 09, 2008


Yeah, that rings true to me. The question is, how many rednecks will vote? They tend not to, but then they also tend not to feel like they've got one of their own to vote for.

Of course, for how the election goes, the opinions of most people in the country don't matter, so the national polls don't interest me much: most of us live in states that are pretty much bound to vote red or blue no matter where the swing voters go. There's really only a few states that are at all iffy. So the question is: how many rednecks will turn out to vote in Pennsylvania, Ohio, Virginia and Colorado? If I knew the answer to that question, I'd already know who'll be president next year.

Kia ora Beth,
How sad but true. As an expat living in New Zealand for 16 years, and one who still loves America and what it was meant by our forefathers to be and represent, it ain't a pretty picture looking from the outside in. Cheers.

Funny and scary. Interestingly I'd never really connected it to the Ulster traditions... makes some sense though.

Thanks for the link Beth. I was watching the RNC and what was amazing was quite often I just did not get why people were cheering when they were. It was almost like I was watching something totally different. Also, Sarah Palin is very scray.

That article depressed me. But I was just reading Camille Paglia at Salon and thought of your comment (Paglia says, "Perhaps Palin seemed perfectly normal to me because she resembles so many women I grew up around in the snow belt of upstate New York...") One thing I've always loved about Paglia is how she always challenges my assumptions and knee-jerk reactions in a way that no blow-hard Fox pundit every could (maybe because she's still a liberal and Democrat while challenges liberals and Democrats). Here's the article:

Oops, 'scuse the typos.

Thanks, Leslee. It's funny - my cousin from upstate NY called me tonight to take me to task for calling our growing-up-place "redneck country," which goes to show it's all how you define normality, as well as the words we use. She said, "Neither your dad nor mine have guns, and they sure don't watch NASCAR" and she's right. But I still think there are plenty of people there who will identify strongly with Palin, just like Paglia says.

Back in the '60s, an auto mechanic in the Susquehanna valley bumped and snorted around town in a red, white and blue truck that said "America, Love It or Leave It" on the toolboxes. He got elected to the school board, where he sat beside a local veterinarian -- a neighbor -- who was pretty straightforwardly a liberal. By then I had left, but I often wished I was a fly on the wall at their meetings.

Guys I worked with on summer jobs wouldn't talk about politics, but I realize now that wasn't native tolerance so much as not knowing me well enough.

Thirty years later, part of my job is to scan anonymous comments attached to online news stories. If I ever had any doubt about the feelings of folks in the hinterlands who don't talk to the media, I've been set straight.

I found you through a link to your post, Essays and the Blog, and I'm so delighted to be here! I have been alternating between hope and despair since the DNC, particularly as polls show McCain gaining and some even show him leading. Here's a bit of info I've come across in three or four different places now, so I'm clinging to it as true. The polls are unreliable in a few ways. First, pollsters contact equal numbers of those likely to vote Democrat and Republican, but in fact there are 12% more Democrats than Republicans. Second, polls are generally taken via land bound phone lines, but a significant number of people under the age of 25 rely exclusively on cell phones (and do not even have "home" phone numbers). Third, these polls generally reflect previously registered voters, so cannot account for the millions of voters who are registered for the first time this year (and those voters lean heavily toward Obama). I just wanted to cheer you up a bit. (Now let's hope those cell-phone-only newly registered voters actually vote!) ~sadie.

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