So I live in a neighborhood that is one of the small pockets of gung ho pro Republican politics of New York City.  I happened to have just gotten out of a shower the other day, and was in the middle of drying myself off when I heard the doorbell ring. 

I quickly put on some shorts and a shirt to see who was there, and found an unfamiliar, yet friendly enough face outside. 

Without getting into specifics, I opened the door safely (i.e. turned the knob) and said, “What’s up?” as I quickly eyeballed the guy on the other side. 

  1. Friendly looking Asian male
  2. Early 20s
  3. Big giant Ron Paul button on the left side of his head.

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1+2+3= Whackjob to me…

So then while smiling his perfectly whitened and braced teeth, the friendly face said,

“Hi there, my name is [forgotten], and I’m here to talk about Ron Paul for President.  Do you have a couple of minutes?”

And that’s when I laughed aloud, waved the wave of no thanks, and said, “No thank.”

The friendly Asian guy seemed amused by my reaction, giggled, and went next door.  I can’t imagine what he thought he was actually going to accomplish that day.  The blindly pro Republicans of the neighborhood vote for whomever they are told to by the local news, sadly.Â