Ghosts of 1928

Some days I think I could run Rudy Giuliani's Presidential Campaign (do you capitalize presidential campaign)better than the experts he currently is using. Heck who couldn't. As an example here is this non-abortion faux-pas in Iowa that will no doubt have to be damaged in that all for-some-reason important battlefield.
From the Google cache site of the Anamosa Journal-Eureka...

OLIN–Last weekend Deb and Jerry VonSprecken of Olin received a call from former New York City Mayor Rudy Giuliani’s campaign office asking them if they would be interested in holding a campaign rally on May 4, after she had donated to his campaign.

“We thought it would be an honor and agreed,” said Jerry.

The campaign office continued to contact the VonSpreckens throughout last weekend and were told a security check would be needed. The couple passed the security check and began putting plans in place.

“We started making phone calls. We got the sheriff and fire department and Olin school was going to let out early. We were also expecting kids from the Anamosa school,” Jerry explained. “Deb even went around and personally invited people.”

But then the snag...

On Tuesday Deb received a call from Giuliani’s Des Monies office and was asked to call New York.

“They wanted to know our assets,” she revealed, and added that she and Jerry have a modest 80 acre farm and raise cattle.

Later she received a call from Tony Delgado at the Des Monies location.

“Tony said, ‘I’m sorry, you aren’t worth a million dollars and he is campaigning on the Death Tax right now.’ then he said they weren’t going to be able to come,” Deb continued.

Nothin' better than smackin' them farm folks in the pride New York style.

Does the name Al Smith mean anything to Rudy. While everybody talks about the Catholic issue in 1928 they forget about the mistakes that came (and still come) from the peculiar provincialism of New Yorkers. Smith's use of the "Sidewalks of New York" as a theme song, cracks about lack of Sunday baseball out in the rural areas, an attitude that all lands beyond the Hudson are some strange unworldly place lost in time.

Hat tip to Pajamas Media.