I was outside with the dogs this morning letting them do their business, and I couldn’t help but notice that someone within eyeshot of my own fucking front door had erected a Trump-Pence Make America Great Again campaign sign in their yard. It’s 2018, and we haven’t even hit the midterms yet; the steam rising from the turd known as the 2016 election has barely dissipated, and this household is already putting their signs up for 2020? I can barely stand campaign signs in the two months before the presidential election, am I going to have to open my front door and see this shit for two more years?
This is literally what my face does when I think about it.
It’s a mixed household where it’s an elderly man, presumably living with a married child, who has their own children. Although dad literally does nothing but tool around on a classic Chevelle every single day, the wife of the couple and their kids always smile and wave to me, the Chinaman across the street, whenever we’re outside at the same time. I wouldn’t expect such a friendly gesture from a household that advertises their particular political tastes, but then again fewer things epitomize white culture than false niceties. Or perhaps it’s dad with the obvious political preference, with more liberal thinking children.
Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a husband in that household equation. Hm.
Interestingly, this household has Hispanic landscapers who do a fantastic job of maintaining their lawn. They used to do my lawn as well until I realized that my actual property extended far beyond what we had originally arranged, leading me to have to end my business with them for financial reasons. But I wonder if they know that one of their clients is a supporter of a guy who has some pretty extreme prejudices against Latinos? Did they know his political leanings two years ago? Or do they prioritize making the money first and foremost?
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