Deep in the heart of the South...
...suburbs of Chicago. Out to dinner tonight with my wife's family. When the Obama bashing kept going for a half hour, I held my tongue. Finally, I said, "I'm not going to vote for Obama on Tuesday." I got confused looks. "Because I already did." Early voting. When my meal was served, one of them actually said to the server, "No, wait, he ordered Chitlins."
I'm not kidding. The stupid fucker actually said that.
I said, "You can be ignorant, if you'd like. I'm not going to attempt to reason with someone who gets all of their information from chain emails, and never bothers to ask whether there's any truth to them at all. But I'm not going to keep my kids around that kind of racist shit."
The fact that this election is even close is because of people like this.