The Janesville he meant to visit was wealthy and made up of business owners.
The Janesville where his driver took him was poor, made up of minimum-wage workers.
The driver dropped Hoekstra at the back of an auditorium, where a propped door spilled light into the alleyway. Hoekstra walked through, found a podium, and gave his stump speech.
The silence was deafening.
Turning around, he noticed the local Union Workers flag.
“Oh,” he said and turned toward the door, only to find it barred.