Kudos today go to my sister.
A woman she knows barely makes a living; her husband is unemployed. My sister gives her work. The conversation turned to the Democratic convention. My sister said she was glued to the TV, and when asked who she supported, she said Obama. The woman blanched: "But McCain is so nice!" she said. And Sarah Palin is great! This woman who is scratching for a living is voting for McCain is the thought going through my sister's head. "But I still like you, Claire," she said to my sister.
And my sister's parting shot? "We're hardworking, middle-class, with no health insurance at the moment because it's so expensive, that's why I support Obama. If people don't vote for Obama, it's because they don't like the color of his skin or his name."
The other woman in the room, because there was a third person there, who had been silent through all this, gave my sister a big smile.
My sister can never be accused of sitting on the fence, or of not standing up for her beliefs. She does inform me though that in the sea of Texas McCain lawn signs, she saw an Obama sign.