https://foundsf.org/index.php?action=history&feed=atom&title=Interrupting_the_Monologue 2026-04-29T11:23:24Z Revision history for this page on the wiki MediaWiki 1.45.3 https://foundsf.org/index.php?title=Interrupting_the_Monologue&diff=33867&oldid=prev 2022-01-22T06:21:15Z

<p></p> <table style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122;" data-mw="interface"> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <col class="diff-marker" /> <col class="diff-content" /> <tr class="diff-title" lang="en"> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">← Older revision</td> <td colspan="2" style="background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;">Revision as of 23:21, 21 January 2022</td> </tr><tr><td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno" id="mw-diff-left-l77">Line 77:</td> <td colspan="2" class="diff-lineno">Line 77:</td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>That first night, after breaking off on my own, I didn’t bring in any money, and I didn’t have any interesting discussions, at least not with anyone on the other side of the fence. For the most part, I walked alone through quiet streets, marveling at how few people even leave their porch lights on (a green light for canvassers to harass you, obviously). It was a lonely experience, especially when I did actually find someone who would come to the door. For one thing, I found that my attempt at improvising a rap didn’t work particularly well—I could feel people wanting to end the conversation as quickly as possible. It was difficult to feel that I was doing anything other than taking people away from their few moments of cherished quiet time with friends and family—or perhaps they were eager to get back to watching &#039;&#039;Survivor&#039;&#039;.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>That first night, after breaking off on my own, I didn’t bring in any money, and I didn’t have any interesting discussions, at least not with anyone on the other side of the fence. For the most part, I walked alone through quiet streets, marveling at how few people even leave their porch lights on (a green light for canvassers to harass you, obviously). It was a lonely experience, especially when I did actually find someone who would come to the door. For one thing, I found that my attempt at improvising a rap didn’t work particularly well—I could feel people wanting to end the conversation as quickly as possible. It was difficult to feel that I was doing anything other than taking people away from their few moments of cherished quiet time with friends and family—or perhaps they were eager to get back to watching &#039;&#039;Survivor&#039;&#039;.</div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="−"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div><del style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"> </del>The best moments came when I would somehow stumble on a house that was enthusiastically pro-Matt. The people would come to the door, invite me in, talk excitedly about attending one of the millions of benefit parties for Matt. Straying wildly from the script I was given, I would ask about their opinion of Newsom’s Care Not Cash policy. It was always gratifying to share a moment of quiet anger at corporate liberalism’s attempt to scapegoat the poor.  </div></td><td class="diff-marker" data-marker="+"></td><td style="color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>The best moments came when I would somehow stumble on a house that was enthusiastically pro-Matt. The people would come to the door, invite me in, talk excitedly about attending one of the millions of benefit parties for Matt. Straying wildly from the script I was given, I would ask about their opinion of Newsom’s Care Not Cash policy. It was always gratifying to share a moment of quiet anger at corporate liberalism’s attempt to scapegoat the poor.  </div></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></td></tr> <tr><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>One interesting household made up for all the bad vibes I’d been experiencing. Two kids answered the door, and enthusiastically asked if I had any Chinese-language Gonzalez for Mayor signs.  “We’re learning Cantonese in school!” they said. We talked for a while, and their friendly, bearded Dad told me they went to a school where they learned half the day in Cantonese, half in English. The kids were so smart and friendly and curious about their world that it made me feel somehow hopeful for the future. I think the Dad wrote out a check out for a big $20.</div></td><td class="diff-marker"></td><td style="background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div>One interesting household made up for all the bad vibes I’d been experiencing. Two kids answered the door, and enthusiastically asked if I had any Chinese-language Gonzalez for Mayor signs.  “We’re learning Cantonese in school!” they said. We talked for a while, and their friendly, bearded Dad told me they went to a school where they learned half the day in Cantonese, half in English. The kids were so smart and friendly and curious about their world that it made me feel somehow hopeful for the future. I think the Dad wrote out a check out for a big $20.</div></td></tr> </table>

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