A journalist writing in the Telegraph attempts a McCain bash, and inadvertently describes the healthy, lovely, capitalist heart of America:
Brittany Crandall, 23, who lives in a similar, one-floor home with a pumpkin scarecrow just a few doors down [from Joe the Plumber], has never met Mr Wurzelbacher, but she felt he was being unfairly treated. "He is just an ordinary person, let him be," she said, opening the door for a New York journalist to use her internet connection. "I just don't understand what the fuss is about."
But as the evening drew in, her husband, Dan, 26, wheeled out his barbecue and began cooking hotdogs to feed the crowd of journalists camped outside, selling them for $2 each.
A woman thinks the media are vultures, but kindly lets one of the vultures use the internet by welcoming them into her home. Meanwhile, her husband finds a way to make a buck out of them. Beauty.
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