Given that I’m one of those bluer-than-blue—indigo—state Democrats living in bluer-than-blue Northampton, Massachusetts, getting a fundraising pitch a few months back for the George W. Bush Presidential Center (not library, since we’re not sure he reads) was, well, a waste of the elephant’s stamp at the very least.
This week, I got a fundraising appeal as part of the “inner circle” for Scott Brown’s reelection effort.
Excuse me?
The very same day a guy standing doing nothing downtown commented, “Cute granddaughter.”
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How apt that my Huffington Post piece about my longhaired boy being mistaken for a girl and my girl being mistaken for white (and biologically mine) came out on the heels of my mistaken identity day.
If you read it—and I hope you do—drop a comment there, too. Get the people yakking.
