I caucused for the Republicans this morning and I had a great time. My PCO didn't show, and neither did anyone else from my South Seattle precinct. So I elected myself Delegate to the next level, voted for Rick Santorum in the straw poll, and then, heavy lifting over, it was Party-party.
The spread was fabulous: a extra-large platter of pretzels on every other table. No drinks but there were generously-placed middle school-height drinking fountains outside in the spacious hallways.
(The reason, I'm told, there was no one else showed-up from my South Seattle precinct, was that the Republicans who live in my neighborhood were all at synagogue of a Saturday morning).
It was held in a Skyway middle school lunchroom and I found myself sat down with Goldy from The Stranger, and a table mostly full of Ron Paul supporters.
Goldy (David Goldstein) was reporting the affair if you could call it that (he wouldn't call it reporting) for paper, and we were both doing a little mischief with the Santorum votes, but otherwise we engaged everyone we could (Goldy, taking notes, like the not-a-reporter that he insists he is).
The joke around our table was, of you're under 50 in this room, you're for Ron Paul. Anecdotally, seemed to be a lot of them. I met 2 folks for Gingrich, a handful of Romneys, and a few Santorums, were wiping up the rear. (couldn't resist, sorry).
We were clear about who we were and what we believed, and we were engaged and had a lto of fun doing it.
I started talking with this Vietnam vet, retired Boeing engineer guy who immediately called Obama a liar. I touched his shoulder and asked him to refrain from the L-word in our discussion. I said, "I wouldn't use that word to refer to any of your candidates- and hey, that's a risky boundary to set for a politician- especially, since your candidate is Newt Gingrich." He kind of agreed. He was a little non-plussed at someone engaging him, touching him like that. I thnk I provoked him, in a good way. So many conservatives never get off the right-wing media ranch. They don't meet the left. They're left to extrapolate from the demonized versions of us set by Republican partisans, talk radio and Fox News. (Of course I have and would call Republicans liars, but I didn't want to get lynched in that crowd, and it was a bad way to start a face-on.
The Paulites were a different breed, however. The GOP establishment hates them and no wonder- the ones I talked to today do not consider themselves Republicans. Period. Everyone of them, admitted, in their hearts of heart that a 3rd Party movement was in the offing, maybe, mayber not 2012, but sometime. If I were a Republican with any sense of the long-haul, I'd be nervous- especially after the mishegoss of this year's absurd national primary process.
It was fun, also, hanging with Goldy at this: Party officials all know him and seem to like him. Several asked to be photographed with him.
All in all it was a great democratic exercise- and a rare one for such as me who rarely steps out of the bubble I live in. I signed an oath not to caucus for the Democrats in April, and I take that seriously, and I won't.
(You may have noticed that I haven't participated on BlatherWatch much since my partner Stephanie died last month. You won't see me in in the foreseeable future but for here and there. I've got some things to sort out, some different writing to do at the moment. Please understand; Rachelle and crew are doing a great job of taking over- please hang in and keep sending us tips via the Email Me button. bests Michael).
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