Evidently the people of NC badly want to poop in the next stall from members of the opposite sex (or gender or whatever it’s called).
Again, the national, state, and local negative media coverage sets the agenda, McCrory has been good for NC.
Civitas didn’t call me - I am with Pat all the way.
Ah liberal CBS.
The fools will not be happy until traditional America goes the way of Sodom and Gomorrah.
The perversion of everything rots from the usurper fish head down.
McCrory and his allies just removed a Tea Party Conservative from chairmanship of the GOP in North Carolina.
The governor vetoed a religious freedom law last year protecting gay marriage dissenters.
Things like that distract from any benefit of the law reversing the Charlotte transgender ordinance.
He still has a 10 point lead over the Demon Rat, even after the full court press to put men in women’s restrooms.
The flood of New Yorkers are having an effect already...
I live in the mountains of NC. We need to build a wall 40 ...er... 80 feet high to keep them out.
This is what happens when you try to make everyone happy. Is he now behind because he threw the religious right under the bus? Or is he behind because he didn’t kick the entire bill out?
Most North Carolinians- with the exception of Raleigh, Charlotte, and Asheville- are center-right people. I trust that McCrory will soundly defeat Cooper when the actual vote arrives.
We voted to amend our Constitution to define marriage, and won with 61% of the vote. The sickos on the court overturned it.
Roy Cooper has stated he will not defend NC from HB2 legal challenges. Just one more in a long line of honorable, centrist NC Democrats (Jim “Saf-a streets, saf-a skeewls” Hunt, Mike Sleazely, Barv Purdue).
I overheard a conversation in the gym yesterday between one of our corrupt former County Commissioners (or is that “former corrupt County Commissioners”) and an older black man. They agreed that McCrory had made a tactical error.
I could have said, “Of course you’d say that, being men,” but instead I just said, “Excuse me, gentlemen,” as I negotiated around them to get to my weights.