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Barack Obama is a Chicago politician. Like other windy city politicos, Obama goes to the cemetery to register voters.
One night, with a sheaf of registration certificates in hand, Obama went to a very old cemetery in central Chicago, taking along a staff member to hold the flashlight. TRaipsing through a graveyard in the dark was an unnerving situation for the staffer, whose imagination was running wild. The thing to do was keep moving.
They came across a grave so old and worn that they couldn't make out the name on the tombstone. Barack struggled to make sense of the antique engraving. Finally, the staffer holding the flashlight got impatient and nagged, "Oh forget it, let's move on!"
Obama angrily exclaimed, "This person has a much right to vote as anyone else here!"
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