Driving the Diva

Mindy Meyer, Pink-Loving Candidate, Takes Us for a Spin

Meet and Greet: Mindy Meyer pushes her longshot campaign with a voter in Brooklyn.
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Meet and Greet: Mindy Meyer pushes her longshot campaign with a voter in Brooklyn.

By Simi Lampert

Published July 27, 2012, issue of August 03, 2012.

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Once the camera is rolling, though, she rolls out the politician act, reciting lines like a college stage actor. Throw her a question she hasn’t faced before, and she asks for a moment to gather her thoughts.

For someone who aspires to presidency, though, Meyer can sometimes reveal a painful ignorance of politics and its players. Meyer’s open face clouds over as she recalls her TV appearance on Fox 5 this week, when she was shown pictures of Albany power brokers Sheldon Silver and Dean Skelos and couldn’t identify them.

Given some time to respond, she hit back at the ambush job.

“I know who they are, I just didn’t know what they look like,” she says defensively.

However, when mentioning an upcoming interview with Mike Huckabee on Fox, she says, “I don’t think I was even alive when he ran for presidency.” Informed that he ran in 2008, she laughs. “Oh, I thought it was in the ’80s.”

Towards the end of the car ride, Meyer wonders aloud whether she’ll get to meet Parker, her opponent in the District, before election day. “I mean, I don’t know how this works. Do you know?”

Parker has politely commented that he doesn’t know much about Meyer and he takes every challenge seriously. “She’s rather young,” he said earlier in the week.

Meyer’s enthusiasm never flags, though. When given the opportunity to meet some constituents on the street, she bounds out of the car to greet them. Shaking everyone’s hands, she tells them who she is.

“Have you seen me on TV?” she asks them.

One man, a Democrat, says he recognizes her. Meyer won’t let him go until she has a promise for his vote, his friends’ votes, and his name and phone number.

“You don’t have time to go up to Albany, right, do you?” she asks him. “Don’t worry I’ll take care of it for you.”

Maybe 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. could be her future address after all.

“This is the ‘Goodbye Kevin Parker’ campaign!” Meyer trills, as she heads back to the car and squeals off into the steamy Flatbush summer day.



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