I’m sitting in a little Mom&Pop restaurant in trump territory Indiana. It’s Sunday morning and there are Sunday clothes and farmer duds at the various tables. An old retired guy from my little town is sitting down from me a bit, but he doesn’t recognize me as I left decades ago.
The conversation over over there is pretty loud, not in an aggressive way, but as often happens when hearing fades. I’m not paying a lot of attention as I sit here reading Meteor Blade’s latest column.
My ears perk perk up when they start talking about trump. One guy asks my old townie what he thinks. He waits a moment and says,”I think they’ll get him.” “I think this special prosecutor guy has found stuff.”
the other guy says, “I do too, he acts guilty. “. “I haven’t believed all these things about him without some proof, but he’s acting like he is in the bag for the Russians.”
They were both disgusted that trump had screwed the guy out of his pension, and that trump was attacking the FBI. My old townie says,”Hell, these FBI guys are good Republicans”.
They got up to leave, exchanged a few pleasantries, another guy sitting there thanked the guy for his Service, noting the Korean War Veteran cap. I know he was a Marine and served with my Dad as they fought their way out of Chosin.
I don’t know if this is anything more than anecdotal, but not a murmur came from anyone in protest.
I hogging a booth booth on a busy Sunday, so I’ll sign off. Cheers