Monday, November 1, 2004 – Sonny Perdue Flagged at Macon Municipal Airport
im Wood’s report
A report on the flagging of Sonny Perdue (with Saxby Chambliss) stumping for Johnny Isakson (I think this was the case…I missed the announcement) – Monday, November 1, 2004, 10:15 to 11:00 a.m., Macon Municipal/Lewis B. Wilson/Cochran Field/Whatever the airport’s name is nowadays, in south Bibb county next to Georgia route 247.
I arrived in front of the Lowe Aviation hanger at about 10:00 a.m. I was able to wave, smile, and bid good morning to a few folks who arrived after me, but most of the attendees had already arrived and entered the building.
The best visibility for me was going to be in the parking area, so I marched back and forth along the row of automobiles in front of the hanger with a real Georgia flag and a SONNY LIED sign in hand. I was wearing a Ten Commandments t-shirt.
An SCV member (who’ll remain anonymous because of his job) came over to me and offered words of encouragement. It’s too bad that having to make a living can often interfere with our hobbies. I’m sure he’ll be at a future flagging real soon; I could sense the enthusiasm.
The pep rally ended around 11:00 a.m., and as the crowd was exiting the building and the local television folks were packing away their gear, Greg Williams came over to me and gave me a hug. Mr. Williams, who happens to be black, is a man with whom I’ve had many hours of discussion about local politics. He has his finger on the pulse of the Macon city area and has run for a state senate office seat in the past. I can only imagine what may have raced through the minds of those neo-cons when they saw him hugging me with my ’56 flag over my shoulder!
A few minutes later, the WXIA-TV folks were headed out to pack-up their gear, and the camera man began taking some action shots of me. As I was walking, I pointed to item nine on my Ten Commandments t-shirt and said, "Thou shalt not bear false witness." Then I raise my SONNY LIED sign and said, "Sonny lied." Then they decided to interview me. I don’t know if (or when) anything of me is to be used on the air, but I tried to get in some jabs at the Atlanta Chamber of Commerce.
I’d rather someone else do the radio & TV interviews because I don’t think fast on my feet, and the news media’s creative editing can easily make me into a knuckle-dragging hayseed.
The parking lot had emptied out quite well by the time the Atlanta TV folks were finished with me, so I furled my flag and headed on to work.
For a free and prosperous Georgia,
A bad day flagging is better than a good day at work.