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Hmmmmm....Wonder how far I'd get if I dressed up in a Confederate general's uniform & parked myself in front of a polling place in a black neighborhood ?!? Of course, around here, I'd spend the rest of the day talking & visiting, because everybody here knows everybody else, black & white, usually going back several generations. I couldn't ever really show my ass like that in front of people I consider my friends, anyway. Some of the older black ladies would prolly tell me to go home & change my clothes, & since a couple of 'em about half raised me, I'd put my tail between my legs, drop my head, go "Yes, Ma'am", & do it...
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