Mayoral Race
My college newspaper went from a daily to a twice-weekly over the summer vacation, and we still had a hard time finding things to fill our pages. There just weren't as many people stealing golf carts and getting busted for having parties over the summer. There was a mayoral race in the city that year, so our newspaper decided to give every candidate equal space in our paper. This proved to be a wonderful way to eat up pages since there were dozens of them and they were all fairly interesting. The one I interviewed was the day manager at a saloon on campus. I expected he would be realistic about his nonexistent chances of winning, and perhaps use his minimal media coverage to do one of two things: 1. Raise awareness of a cause important to him, or 2. Try to sell his car. I could have gone either way, but it turned out that he gave himself "about a 20% chance of winning," and had completely unrealistic views of anything in the world. Election night must have been tense in that saloon. I wish I'd been sent to cover his concession speech.
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