Chapter 363: A Farce
Chen Jianqiu went back to Roswell to spend his Spring Festival.
But Scott, Republicans and Democrats are not the same.
The campaign is in full swing in New Mexico's towns and cities.
Raymond Russ and Tony Davis gave speeches to give citizens a picture of what the future would be for their election.
One said that it would focus on promoting the economic construction of New Mexico and that New Mexico would join the federal family as soon as possible.
One emphasized the need to further protect the rights and interests of low-income immigrants so that they can live and work in New Mexico.
The two of them began to brag one by one, and the pie became bigger and bigger.
At their rally, their supporters held signs depicting donkeys or elephants.
Either the donkey hits the elephant's face with its hooves, or the elephant crushes the donkey under its own weight.
These two images are derived from a caricature from a decade ago.
The donkey refers to the Democratic Party, and the elephant refers to the Republican Party.
But members of both parties embraced the image.
Chen Jianqiu was paying attention to their news the whole time.
The Border Detective Agency's spies were all over New Mexico, and it was hard for him to know what he couldn't even do.
He was astonished to find that the political approach and voter base of this donkey and elephant were very different from the era he had traveled over a hundred years later.
In some places, even the complete opposite.
However, their approach is basically the same, that is, for the sake of votes, they do not mind licking the ditch of voters from all walks of life.
Both sides began to show their abilities on various occasions.
The means used include, but are not limited to, distributing flour to voters, marching, and hiring people to cause trouble at each other's rallies.
Scott and his Santa Fe Group ran New Mexico for many years.
He has a lot of experience in such things as elections.
The old man knows too well what the chattering voters need.
He took Tony Davis on a tour of the city, greeting those in need and offering help.
For those voters, even if it's a "limited-time perk" that comes every election cycle, they're willing to take it.
Scott has long believed that the election would not have been so laborious if it weren't for Tony Davis' lackluster tenure as mayor of Albuquerque.
But there are so few candidates to choose from within the Republican Party.
It's purely a short man who picks a general.
Besides, it doesn't matter who is the candidate or who is the governor.
He confidently thinks.
As long as he Scott remains, the power of New Mexico will not be sidelined.
Because the Democratic Party, as a rival, is really scattered and fighting on its own, and it cannot pose a threat to him in parliament.
His ideas proved to be correct.
Unlike the Republican side, where there are party leaders, the actions of the Democratic Party are relatively boring.
In this round of confrontation, the Democrats temporarily lost one game.
So, in order to win back a city, their focus was on attacking Tony Davis himself.
For example, the gang did not know where to learn that the mayor of Albuquerque was suspected of tax evasion in a dividend income during his tenure.
As a result, in the Democratic newspapers, the mayor himself was described as a "shameful tax evader."
The newspaper has a nose and an eye, but because of the lack of actual evidence, the attack power is limited.
Soon, at Scott's behest, Republican newspapers began to fight back.
They seized on a controversial verdict from Raymond Russ during his tenure as prosecutor in Santa Fe for defaming him for reaching a conveyance of interest with his client.
How can a person who knows the law and break the law be a good governor of New Mexico?!
The media on both sides of the flank brazenly began to pour dirty water on each other's candidates, and they relentlessly enjoyed it.
This information, like the previous publication in the Santa Fe Star, is really mixed with fake, fake mixed with true, real and false, and it is difficult to distinguish between real and false.
"Scott, they're pretty good at scolding."
In Scott's office, the fat congressman put down a Democratic newspaper and muttered to Scott at his desk.
The fat congressman was also scolded, and he was described as "a pig in the backyard of Tony Davis's house" who specialized in eating the mayor's "leftovers".
Scott took an envelope out of a drawer and threw it into the arms of the fat councillor:
"I've been ready for a long time." A scheming smile appeared on his face.
"If the Democratic Party can only single out this kind of person, why fight me." The Councillor snorted.
Raymond Russ's next talk, in Lincolnshire.
Early in the morning, a group of Democratic supporters gathered in the square in the center of town.
Of course, there were also some townspeople with a wavering attitude, and they also joined in the fun.
As one of Lincolnshire's most prominent businessmen and the most important potential supporters of the election,
Chen Jianqiu was also invited to attend the rally.
For a time, the square was crowded with people and lively.
"As I said, the land of America is undergoing a seismic transformation! We should join the federal family as soon as possible! ”
Raymond Russ's speech was quite eloquent.
He is six feet three inches (one meter nine) tall, and his words are majestic.
"The current governor and Republicans have done a terrible job over the past few years! New Mexico is still that lifeless New Mexico! ”
He gestured in the air with his open hands.
"Get the GOP out of here!"
"A thief doesn't deserve to be a governor!"
The following cheers came one after another, and the atmosphere of the electorate was ignited.
Leonid Haring stood in the first row of the audience.
He glanced back.
For today's atmosphere and effect, Haring is satisfied.
That's one of the reasons he and other Democrats elected Raymond Russ.
This guy has good eloquence and experience in politics, so he is an excellent choice.
Raymond Russ on stage ended a paragraph.
He waited for the applause from the audience to end before moving on to the next part of his speech.
"Daddy!"
A voice suddenly rang out from the back of the crowd.
Russ thought she was hallucinating.
He paused, ready to continue his speech:
"It is well known"
"Daddy!"
Again, the same voice as before, this time louder and clearer, echoing across the square.
There was silence in the square, and people began to search for the source of the sound.
Soon, they found it.
It was a young black man standing at the back of the crowd, who looked to be an adult, about fourteen or fifteen years old.
The only difference was that his complexion was a little whiter than that of other black people.
"Daddy! Don't you know me? Father! The black man shouted as he waved his hand at the stage.
Whispers began in the crowd.
Raymond Russ was stunned for a moment, but his expression quickly returned to normal:
"I would like to welcome your support for me, little friend! But did you recognize the wrong person? ”
He glanced at the staff in the audience and motioned for him to quickly drag the child away.
"Raymond Russ, we've been looking for you for a long time, and we've finally found you!" A black woman in a dress appears next to the young black man.
She raised her hands in front of her and looked pitifully at Russ on the stage.
"This lady, I don't understand what you're talking about. If you're a little dizzy from the sun, our staff can help you get some rest. ”
The old fritter Russ said with a complacent demeanor as he motioned for the staff to hurry up.
"Nope! Let me go! The black woman broke free from the staff who were holding her arms and threw herself to her son's side, "He's your son, look at his face!" ”
A commotion erupted in the crowd.
Everyone looked at Russ in the stands, then at the little black boy, and began to talk.
Skin color aside, these two look so ,,, too similar!
"More than 10 years ago, in Florida! Plantation! Have you forgotten! The black woman began to cover her face and cry.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Russ's cheeks were shaking, "She's crazy about this woman!" ”
"Prosecutor Russ did spend time in Florida before, and he is known to be the son of a plantation owner."
"It's normal to make mistakes at a young age, hahaha."
I don't know who said a few words in a weird way in the audience.
"You fart!"
Russ, who is unusually well-cultivated on weekdays, burst into foul language.
There was a lot of chaos in the audience.
"He sweared!"
"He's cursing!"
"He panicked!"
"He lied!"
Chen Jianqiu, who was on the side, was also a little stunned.
can make the old fritter Russ so gaffe, I can't figure out if this thing is true.
More than a decade ago, the Civil War ended and the South was defeated.
At this time, as one of the members of the Democratic Party, Mr. Raymond Russ got involved with a black woman!
He's really loving.
Councillor Harlem covered his face in pain.
Bastard! Blacks! Lie! No responsibility!
Finished! It's all over!
"That's not what I meant! I mean to say." The prosecutor who knew that he was out of shape was in a mess, and he was stumbling left and right.
Just as Harlem was about to take the stage and hurry to end this farce.
Four or five children of all colors emerged from the crowd and rushed onto the stage.
The staff couldn't pull it.
They rushed to the prosecutor's side and grabbed Raymond Rass by the trouser leg.
"Daddy!"
"Daddy!"
"Daddy!"
The shouts were all in unison.
The prosecutor had completely lost his composure, and as he chased the children away with his hands, he tugged at his trouser legs and tried to break free, like a clown.
"Release!"
He pushed more and more urgently, and finally kicked one of the Mexican-American kids.
The child took two steps back, sat down on the ground, and cried.
"He's beating a child!"
"Bastard! Knave! ”
The scene was chaotic, and Raymond Russ fled.
Also in a hurry were Harlem and his Democratic Party members.
All that's left of Lincolnshire Central Square is a mess.