Wednesday, October 31, 2012
I Hope Senator Scott Brown Can't Smell Very Well
Have you ever shaken someone's hand without really shaking it? I offered my hand to the Senator then pulled it away before he had a chance to touch it, and mumbled, "Horse...barn...messy." (I was a little kerfluffled at meeting him, and it showed. I am a huge supporter.) He nicely offered me a seat next to him and made me feel at ease, asking me what type of horse I had. "Hunter? Jumper?" he asked, waving and smiling at people as they passed by while trying to eat a quick bite of lunch. My answer? "Normal," I said. Normal? My horse is normal? No, idiot, he's a hackney/draft! You know this!
I was very thrilled to meet the Senator, and have been proud to hold signs for him, make calls for him, and write about him as a candidate, both during this campaign and his last campaign, a special election to fill Ted Kennedy's seat. This state needs two-party representation so badly, and Brown has done a great job for us in D.C. He has not voted the way I would have liked every time. But we need someone of his character and independence watching out for us, and his opponent, while I'm sure very bright, is not worthy of a job in the United States Senate. She has not answered enough questions, and has Harvard elitism etched into her persona.
My friend Julie was pretty insightful about my meeting the Scott Brown. "You smell," she said. I know, I know. But I am still a citizen who needs a Washington watchdog -- smelly or not.