![]() The only edible option left was a microwavable Thai bowl. My only option was their ransacked convenience stand. When I got to my hotel, I was informed that the kitchen was closed and there was a fat chance I’d get anything delivered in this weather. It was the day before the New Hampshire primary and I was following Hillary Clinton around the state on her final push to win over Granite Staters.īut due to a series of unfortunate events that included a 5.30am call time, a grumpy secret service agent and a blizzard, it was 11pm by the time I headed home and I hadn’t eaten a single thing. I politely declined, but was taken aback, both by Karen’s deeply racist views and her warm generosity. After Trump arrived, she suggested we pretend to be mother and son, so we could both get front row seatsĪfter Trump arrived, she suggested we pretend to be mother and son, so we could both get front-row seats (her husband was a US navy veteran and offered priority entry). ![]() She offered to buy me a “Hillary for Prison” badge, and slipped a small edition of the US constitution, complete with a “Make America Great Again” sticker on the front, into my back pocket. Once she was satisfied I was no intruder, which involved a number of white lies on my behalf, she invited me into the fold. She asked me to join the rounds of applause for the police as they patrolled the event, she asked about my political views, my family and my ethnicity. ![]() I told some of the more dedicated attendees who were keen to vet out protesters and media, that I was just a “writer visiting from London, intrigued by the Trump phenomena”.īut Karen remained skeptical. My application for press entry to the event was not approved, and so I had to queue outside for over eight hours posing as a member of the public. Karen was talking about the European migration crisis and, unfortunately, I felt compelled to nod along, paranoid about blowing my cover. ![]()
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