"Whitledge would be a waste of your recommendation," she pronounced immediately. "She wouldn't win even with it." Privately, Juliana was annoyed that she had chosen to run at all; her lack of experience diminishing women who could have held office by association of her gender. And of course there was no way she could win. "Dempsey is more progressive than I had assumed when he announced — perhaps that's my poor assumption, given his family," she admitted, thinking of how few of his sisters were married. "But for a wealthy man of a certain age it's often a safe assumption. And Wright —" she paused, considering how to frame what she wanted to say.
"He may be another in the waste of your recommendation category," she admitted. "He's a radical progressive and makes no secret of it. But he does have something of a following, among those circles. It's a tricky thing. I don't think he will win, but he might divide the progressive vote enough to make someone else lose. I hope," (she was doing everything in her power to assure) "that his campaign focuses on the divide between him and the conservatives, and doesn't try to disparage the others on his side of the field."
"He may be another in the waste of your recommendation category," she admitted. "He's a radical progressive and makes no secret of it. But he does have something of a following, among those circles. It's a tricky thing. I don't think he will win, but he might divide the progressive vote enough to make someone else lose. I hope," (she was doing everything in her power to assure) "that his campaign focuses on the divide between him and the conservatives, and doesn't try to disparage the others on his side of the field."
Prof. Marlowe Forfang
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