In short, Celerie was originally a proud little princess in front of Edward, but at this moment, she unknowingly lowered her status to the position of a quasi-licking dog.

Lick the dog lick the dog, lick to the end, and have nothing......

It's a pity that Edward is not a master of pickling girls, otherwise he can get the other party in a few words, and let the other party dance according to his heart's desire, and pose whatever he can.

It should be said that the posture level of the American girl is quite high.

And it is high in the universality of the whole people.

This is true of the teenage mothers who became mothers early in the slums.

Middle-class girls and even girls of the same rank may be a good girl in front of their parents and elders.

But as long as they are in their own circle, it is called a crazy game, which is completely a scene that their parents could not imagine.

This is not an individual case, but a microcosm of the entire era, and countless young men and women have begun their unconscious careers under the banner of behavioral liberation.

But Edward's body was not good at interacting with women, and he was not a playboy in his previous life, so he had to come step by step.

He's still working on PUA.

"Gottward Girl?" Edward smiled, "I can't see that you still have such a past......"

They were dispatched by local campaign assistants to Chicago's minority neighborhoods to check for voter registration cheating. Mrs. Clinton's father had no objection to his daughter going door-to-door in the slums to verify the identity of registered voters and identify those who might be disenfranchised by the Goldwater campaign.

"By the way, you're from Chicago, isn't it hard to be a Republican supporter anywhere?" He asked

"Yes, I was born in a small town in Chicago, which is an important territory for the Democratic Party, but the Republican Party in the suburbs and in Illinois is actually very strong, otherwise Nixon's supporters wouldn't have thought that Daley helped JFK cheat in the '60 election. In fact, the votes for the entire Illinois election were very close, and non-urban areas also voted for Nixon...... No wonder Republican voters are unhappy ......"

"So what do you think? Do you think there is cheating? Edward asked.

"It's hard to say, this time in 60 years, there may be a problem in the counting of votes, but it should not affect the final result. And this time in '64, on the one hand, Mr. Gottward's own strategy was wrong, and on the other hand, ...... I think ......"

With her chin propped up, Silari began to think in mode: "I think that Democratic TV ad played a bigger role. After all, no one likes nuclear war, except for the southern bunch, who think that black equality is more terrible than the Russians......"

"In Chicago, the Republican Party was gaining momentum, but the commercial, although it was only aired once on the national television network, had a huge effect. I supported Mr. Gottward at the time, but to be honest, the ad scared me. This ad is enough to get a lot of neutrals, even the light red group, to vote for Johnson......"

The TV campaign ad, known as "Daisy," was crafted by Johnson's campaign.

At the beginning of the advertisement, a young girl counts the petals of a daisy flower, counting from one to ten, and then a narrator begins to count down from ten: nine, eight, seven...... Three, two, one.

The camera then stops on the little girl's face, and then the shocking image of a nuclear bomb explosion and a cloud of mushrooms ends in the commercial.

At this point, the subtitles were played: Vote for Lyndon Johnson on Election Day, suggesting that Goldwater, if elected, would provoke a nuclear war.

The short ad became one of the most recognizable political campaign ads in American history, thanks to its good combination of sound and light, and many observers have called it the ancestor of the modern "television smear campaign" – and not to say so.

Just look at the results.

The ad was so shocking that it was played only once on the national television network before being withdrawn, although it has since been rebroadcast on television stations in many places.

Edward remembered, he had also seen this advertisement, and at that time he had not crossed over, and the original owner of the body was also frightened.

In fact, from his current point of view, this thing is nothing at all.

But in 1964, this advanced stigmatization technique was able to capture the deepest fears of many people, making them obediently surrender their reason and judgment to dance to the baton of the Democratic Party.

It was like a large group of children behind the bagpipers, who did not know where to be led, but still followed persistently and blindly.

It can be seen that the Democratic Party has indeed mastered the core technology of various elections, leaving Republicans to follow them and run for their lives.

At this time, two huge English words involuntarily flashed in his mind, sparkling and eye-catching, "FAKE NEWS!" (Fake)

……

"That's right," Edward scratched his head, "I really don't know much about Windy City. ”

"Chicago is a magical place, sort of like New York, with a huge prosperity, a large population, but a complex composition, the main city is very rich, but the rest of the region has a huge gap between rich and poor. So the main city is controlled by the Democrats, but the suburbs and satellite towns are the Republican dominance. ”

"Moreover, the political views of these poor people are very conservative, and the political ideas that Mr. Gottward has abandoned on both the Northeast and the West Coast are very popular with them."

"Aha?" Edward poured his beer, though the conversation was a little off-course.

After all, he is the one who prepares PUA, but who has ever seen a puppy and finally go around in a two-party political circle......

But that doesn't seem to be a bad thing, and it can be seen that Silaree is a woman who is quite keen on politics.

She seems to have a natural penchant for politics, unlike college girls who take pride in their bombastic remarks about politicians, or show off their prowess by talking about so-called political secrets.

Silari likes politics, and seems to have a certain nature like most girls like to wear makeup and dance.

In this way, it is good to talk about the topic of making the other party comfortable, so as to reduce the vigilance of the other party and lay a solid and good foundation for the development of the facts of subsequent PUA means.

Someone comforts himself like this.

"In fact, I became a Republican because of my father's influence...... I have to say that he had a great influence on me. ”

Before they knew it, both of them had bottomed out in their beers.

"Something else? Whiskey? Edward asked kindly, "I like this thing, it tastes pretty good, why don't you try it?" ”

"Oh, okay, but with more ice, I'm not going to drink......"

"No problem, just drink a few more times."

After a few moments, two glasses of whiskey with ice cubes were placed on the coffee table.

"Uh-huh......" Celery took a sip, her brow furrowed.

"I'll add some Coke to you, it will taste much better, but some people hate it very much, thinking that this is a hellish way to drink, it is blasphemy, but whatever! Those old Europeans have no other value than to hold on to those old rules and regulations to point fingers at us......"

"It tastes much better now, thank you" The whiskey ice drink with a lot of coke tastes really good, but it is actually some kind of cocktail, the unique and charming aroma of whiskey, which is sparkled by terbium dioxide, looks more unrestrained, and the sweet taste is also deceiving the nerves of the drinker "This is not wine, this is a soft drink......"

As a result, women tend to drink unknowingly.

"My father, Hugh Rodham, was a harsh and rigid man, proud and arrogant, who saw no one else, who thought he had the truth of the world, who said everything to him, who spoke the same things as Aristotle."

"God," Edward sighed, "there is such a father...... It's really ......."

After thinking about it, he pouted: "It's really a hard thing......

"Yes," Silari nodded, "and it's even more unfortunate, or luckily, his business is doing quite successfully......"

Edward wondered, "Your father was a merchant?" ”

"Well, he's quite famous in Chicago, and many restaurants choose him as a curtain supplier...... He has his own factory, his own storefront, but he still likes to go out on the street to sell his products, and I have to say that he has done it very successfully. ”

"How successful has it been?" Silari smiled wryly: "Many Democrats' industries will choose his products. You know, he went to the pitch with a Republican badge ......"

"Well, we're all Americans, and we're in business." Edward had the idea of meeting the legend.

This is indeed a terrible person.

In the United States, partisan issues also fall under the category of personal privacy.

Asking someone about their party affiliation is just as rude as asking a woman's age.

However, this man is eager for the world to announce his political position, so that he can still do the business of his opponent.

If he could, he should have written a book and sent it to the congressional ladies to read it, so that they could know that in the interests of the party, everyone could still sit down and use the laws of economics to do business and talk about things.

"The more successful he is outside, the more disastrous it will be for our children."

In the ensuing chatter of Silare, Edward gradually got to know the father:

Ruthlessly cynical, deliberately belittled, cynical and cynical, the children had to silently endure the scenes that their father often embarrassed them - he especially liked to show his authority in times of crowd and did not care about the feelings of the children.

It was important to him to put on a new Lincoln or Cadillac look, and he never hesitated to spit tobacco residues out of his window.

He chewed on tobacco nuggets, voted for the Republican Party without hesitation, and had the nasty problem of not praising children.

"He's rougher than a corn cob core, and his temper couldn't be worse." An acquaintance once said so about him. Raising and praising children is basically his wife's business, and he always laughs at her intelligence and abilities and takes pleasure in belittleing her for being gentle.

"Understandably, your father should be a very controlling man and frankly rude."

"Yes, he's terrifyingly controlling. If I or my brothers accidentally forgot to screw on the lid of the toothpaste tube, he would unceremoniously throw the toothpaste lid out of the bathroom window and order us to pick it up in the holly bushes in the front yard, even when it was snowing heavily. ”

"Yes. You may not believe it, but I'm a middle-class girl who has barely gotten pocket money since I was a child......" Silari finished her special drink in one gulp.

Edward was surprised as he refilled it.

No matter what country it is, it is natural for parents to give their children pocket money, unless the family really can't open the pot.

For example, Beth Harmon was unable to get it for a while, because Mr. Wheatley only sent a small amount of money every month, which was barely enough to meet daily necessities, but it also required Irma to be careful about his calculations.

The original 50 cents a week pocket money was naturally canceled, until Beth Harmon started playing games to make money.

But this is all too rare.

"People don't believe me when I say it, so I never tell anyone, but I don't know why I told you today"

"Thank you for trusting me."

"So, although I have a good living situation, I have been helping my neighbors with their children since middle school...... This is almost unimaginable in our community. In fact, the children would help the neighbors with the work in exchange for a few change. But our children are the only ones who can get money on this...... That's why we're working very hard. ”

"You know, sometimes, his factory is very busy, and during the winter and summer vacations, we will go to the factory to help out, but still not a penny...... It's unbelievable to say. ”

"Huh?" Edward was really stunned, and let his children go to work in his own company, which was a common thing, but he didn't pay a penny......

Could it be that Mr. Hugh Rodham is the reincarnation of Grande?

"Yes, our relatives can't look past it, and when they say a few words to him, he shouts, 'They eat me, they wear me, they use mine, why should they give them money'"

"And, every summer, he takes us to a small cabin in the mountains......"

"Wow......" Edward exclaimed, exaggeratedly, "that's pretty good." ”

"Apparently you're thinking about it again," said Silare, who said that there was no water or electricity, and everything had to be solved by her own hands. Maybe you have a little interest for the first three days, but you have to work every day after that, otherwise you won't be able to take a shower and eat dinner......"

"My mother was very upset about this, after all, she loved us. She argued with him repeatedly over this matter. Eventually, it was decided that every time we came back from that cabin, he would take us shopping on Fifth Avenue, but the time was usually tight, and again it was even 4:35 p.m. ”

"You know, the store closes at five o'clock, so my mom and I jumped out of the car, took off our high heels and rushed into the store."

"Thank God, he paid very happily. By the way, he's a guy who insists on not using credit cards. ”

"Uh......" Edward was speechless, this kind of home education is really ingenious, no wonder it looks different from other girls.

It's not surprising that such a strange father taught a wonderful daughter.

"He's grumpy, and when he's angry, he scolds us and our mother, but when he's in a good mood, he's still a good father. will take us to buy clothes, and will patiently tell us the truth of the world. ”

"Actually, my father has always had problems with his mental condition. It seems to be a genetic disease that runs in families"

"He had two brothers, and his elder brother, my Uncle Willard, was a very, very good man, who was a very good man of all the virtues of the world, who was brave, kind, and loving, who never married, who lived with my grandfather, who took care of him very, very well. Exactly 12 years. ”

"You should know how difficult it is...... "Silari sighed.

"Uh......" Edward nodded, after the Bergman case and the First World War at Springfield House, he had an extremely full and detailed understanding of the pension system in the United States.

In short, there is no such thing as filial piety in this kingdom.

So Sirare's uncle can be canonized.

"I like him so much that I even wonder if he was my father. Sadly, five months after my grandfather died. Uncle Willard is also dead. The autopsy report said he died of coronary thrombosis, and we all assumed, "He died because he was alone." After his grandfather died, Uncle Willard lost himself. ”

"Oh my God, it's so unfortunate......"

"Yes, I'm sad. As for my father's younger brother, my Uncle Russell. Bad-tempered, but extremely intelligent, he did business in New York, but failed. It was 1948 and he was suffering from depression. My grandparents asked my father to go back to his hometown in Scranton to help take care of him. ”

"A few hours after he got home, Uncle Russell tried to hang himself in the attic and my father had to cut the rope to save him. Later, Uncle Russell moved to a run-down apartment without an elevator in downtown Chicago, where he earned a living as a waitress at a bar, began to drink heavily, and fell into an even worse depression. In 1962, a lit cigarette caused a fire, and he was killed. ”

"......" Edward began to wipe his sweat and cold sweat, what kind of family is this, suicide base camp?

"But it seems that the women in our family are in a good state of mind......"

"I think so too, and I can be more and more sure when I see you," Edward began to compliment.

"Thank you......"

"Then, every once in a while, my father would drive us to the slums on the outskirts of the city......"

"What are you going to do there?" Edward's head was full of questions, and this father's behavior was full of performance art, which made people scratch their heads.

"He would park his car where the poorest people lived, and he would tell me that if it weren't for him, we would have lived in this kind of place, and reminded us to be grateful."

“……”

"Later, I became a Gottward girl, knocking on doors during the election campaign, trying to persuade people to vote for Gottward, at least the suburbs of Chicago were taken, but there was nothing we could do about the downtown area."