Chapter 60

Nixon completely crushing Kennedy in terms of brainpower?

Only after Kennedy's brain opens up would that be possible.

Lin Ran thought to himself: So you guys are this confident?

Standing from the perspective of later generations, he naturally knew that it was this televised debate that completely crushed Nixon, letting the originally balanced scale begin to tilt toward Kennedy.

The staff was so confident; it was no wonder Nixon would make such a decision.

Lin Ran observed the white men present. Everyone was listening to Finch's speech very seriously. When mentioning Nixon's brainpower crushing Kennedy, many of them began to laugh, but it was not a mocking laugh, but a laugh of agreement.

As a yellow-skinned person, one would naturally feel uncomfortable in this kind of occasion. Lin Ran thought: Wait until the results come out; you guys will cry.

However, no matter what Lin Ran thought, Finch and the Elephant Party supporters at the scene undoubtedly believed it. Finch continued:

"Now, about the campaign. As everyone knows, running a presidential campaign is no small matter. It requires a lot of resources to spread our message to Americans. We need to fund advertisements, organize rallies, and travel across the country to visit voters.

Your donations tonight will directly support these efforts, helping us spread Nixon's message of experience, stability, and prosperity.

I assure you that every dollar donated will be used efficiently and effectively.

Our campaign team is composed of a group of professionals dedicated to getting Dick Nixon elected.

We have a detailed plan, and with your help, we can ensure the plan is successfully executed.

I want to emphasize that this election will be very close. The latest polls show Nixon and Kennedy are evenly matched. In such a tight race, every vote and every dollar is crucial. Your donations tonight could be the deciding factor, changing the balance and standing on our side.

Finally, let me leave you with this thought: the future of our country is at stake. The decisions of the next four years will shape the generations to come. With Richard Nixon as President, I believe we can face any challenge and become stronger than ever before. Thank you for your time, attention, and most importantly, your support. Together, we can make Richard Nixon the next President of the United States."

After the speech ended, everyone took their checks and went forward, throwing them into the transparent fundraising box in the center. What Lin Ran and John Morgan prepared were the same—the threshold price, which was 5,000 dollars.

Lin Ran observed carefully; most people's donation amounts were between 10,000 and 50,000 dollars, and a very small number of people donated 100,000 dollars.

"It seems 100,000 dollars is the upper limit," Lin Ran thought, "That guy Fred is also 5,000 dollars; as expected of the T family's style—if you can donate one cent, you will never donate two cents."

After the last white man threw his check into the fundraising box, the staff came forward to take the fundraising box away. Luo Bote Finch clapped his hands, and all the tables began to be removed, and the sofas were moved to the sides of the hall.

Soft jazz accompaniment began to play.

The white men around were full of expectation.

Lin Ran asked in a low voice: "What segment is so mysterious?"

John Morgan was also a bit nervous: "I don't know. I've only heard of it, but I haven't seen it.

Four years ago, during the presidential election, I was still preparing for the Olympics; how could I come to this kind of occasion to relax!"

"Clap~ Clap~" With Luo Bote's applause, the lights in the banquet hall suddenly went out completely, leaving only a few dim wall lamps casting dim light and shadows.

A hint of strange tension permeated the air, and whispers gradually replaced the previous laughter.

The curtain in the center of the hall slowly opened, and thirty dancers dressed in gorgeous costumes appeared.

They wore tops with sequins and tassel skirts, their movements light and full of rhythm. The background music changed from jazz to a more energetic rock rhythm.

The dancers' figures swayed in the dim light, and the tassels swayed with the dance steps, reflecting flashing spots of light, as if turning the previous banquet hall into a temporary stage.

"There are rooms on the second floor; I hope everyone has a good time."

Although the lights were dim, Lin Ran could still feel that these dancers were all blonde, blue-eyed, and big-breasted, like the sweet-to-the-point-of-nauseating desserts popular in America.

The clothes on the ladies became less and less, until there were only a few thin pieces of cloth left.

Some guests were invited to join the dance, men took off their coats, and ladies kicked off their high heels; the atmosphere became relaxed and enthusiastic. Laughter and applause rose one after another.

Lin Ran saw John Morgan preparing to rush up, and he quickly pulled him: "Won't there be any problems?"

John Morgan looked puzzled: "What problem?"

Lin Ran asked: "Like pregnancy and having you pay child support?"

John Morgan said speechlessly: "Brother, thirty people here each paid at least 5,000 dollars. Do you know what the concept of 5,000 dollars is? These dancers are all girls who just turned eighteen, okay?

If there were problems, would the Elephant Party dare to hold this kind of fundraising dinner? In all these years of the Elephant Party, I have never heard of such a thing."

Lin Ran thought about it, and it was true. It's 1960; where would there be so many "Me Too" movements, and what about intentionally finding celebrities to get pregnant and then cutting the man hard? In this era, it was also unimaginable.

On one hand, women's status had not yet been elevated, and on the other hand, it was because it wouldn't be until 1975 that America established the Child Support Enforcement Program, strengthening the enforcement of child support obligations for unmarried fathers, and the popularization of DNA testing improved the accuracy of determining parent-child relationships, making it easier for women to prove paternity in court and thus claim child support.

Therefore, Lin Ran's worry was purely superfluous in this era.

"No, you haven't been here, right? How do you know?"

"My friend told me."

The entire performance undoubtedly added a lot of wild and free atmosphere to the banquet.

Lin Ran didn't even need to go and find a dancer himself; these dancers would automatically come to find guests.

Because it was exactly one dancer paired with one guest.

Compared to being chosen, Lin Ran still wanted to choose for himself; if he chose for himself, he could at least choose one that fit his aesthetics better.

So much so that after waking up in a room on the second floor of the Union League Club the next day, Lin Ran sighed: Sex and violence are indeed the best ways to release stress.

His nerves, which had been tense since he obtained the "door," finally relaxed, and his whole person relaxed.

"So Randolph, should we turn to support Kennedy?"

After breakfast, in the Rolls-Royce, John Morgan asked.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lin Ran felt that the other party's attitude toward him was much more intimate. Although they were friends before, it was more of a partnership mode; now it was developing in the direction of good friends.

Lin Ran shook his head:

"I can't make a judgment; I really don't understand your American politics.

But is Kennedy's campaign fundraising dinner also this wild?"