Polls, polls, polls

I continue to fret about polling and find it hard to believe the good numbers that Obama gets in states like PA. A few weeks ago, I canvassed in NE Philadelphia, and it was an eye opening experience for several reasons. People actually opened their doors, which amazed me. I am always so frightened that anyone ringing my doorbell is a Jehovah's Witness, that I open the door to no one. In the days when I did, I was too polite to say I had no interest. After all, what do you say to someone who asks, Do you worry about the end of the world? Since that is something I worry about incessantly, I could never bring myself to say, NO! and slam the door. Consequently, I have a fine collection of pamphlets advising me about what to do when doomsday occurs. The other thing that surprised me was that many people were undecided, even registered Democrats were unsure of who they were going to vote for. NE Philadelphia is a lower middle class neighborhood and there were many more McCain signs than Obama signs. Another thing that surprised me was that people were generally friendly, even those that disagreed or were undecided. The other night I got a call from the Obama headquarters in NE Philadelphia asking for my help, saying McCain was making a push in the very neighborhood where I had been. I was not surprised.