True Courage

It's my first day. I am an intern at the Kerry-Edwards Victory '04 campaign headquarters in Charleston, West Virginia, and am now officially slacking off and doing my blog instead of data entry, for the good of John Kerry and America. Whoot.

While this is my first day full time, I've been doing occasional afternoon and evening work for a while now. A few days ago, a three high school age girls walked into headquarters. They've obviously just finished some sort of game&mdashlacrosse or whatever's cool this year—and are all giggly in that I'm smart, but it's no big deal way. A redhead in jeans had a polka dotted ribbon in her hair. Two brunettes (one curly, one wavy) were still in post-game sweats and both clearly tagging along with the redhead.

Sure enough, it was the redhead who eagerly greeted John, one of our field organizers. She wanted to get some Kerry gear (gear is what we call buttons and bumper stickers). She said no to the yard sign, because her parents would go nuts.

"Your parents are Republicans?"

"Exactly."

"So you wouldn't be disowned or anything if they knew you were here?"

"Probably." A pause. "But I'll risk it."

Ah, true American courage. It was like a really good episode of Buffy, only real.

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