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I WANT A VOTE!
No... The flag is... Ah-mer-ica. America is... the plum. The peach. The wah-ter-mel-on. America is... the gumdrop. The pump-kin seed. America is... tell-ah-vision.
Now... The cross is... Mex-i-co. Mexico is... The wal-nut. The hazel-nut. The ay-corn. Mexico is... The rain-bow. The rain-bow is... wooden. Mexico is... woo-den.
This scene takes place on the day of the vote, while the meeting was being held with the staff, and acutes.
Oh my goodness... It all makes sense now! Mexico is a walnut!
His voice is deep and slow and patient, and I see the words come out dark and heavy over his brittle lips when he reads. [P.135]
Now... The green sheep is... Can-a-da. Canada is... the fir tree. The wheat field. The cal-en-dar...
I can see what he's driving at. he's been saying this sort of thing for the whole six years he's been here, but I never paid him any mind, figured he was no more than a talking statue, a thing made out of bone and arthritis, rambling on and on with these goofy definitions of his that didn't make a lick of sense. [P.135]
No, where are you going?
Mexico is like a walnut; it's brown and hard and you feel it with your eye and it feels like a walnut! You're making sense, old man, a sense of your own. [P.135]
(Colonel Matterson continues to speak nonsense while Chief Bromden listens) [P.135]
I strain to see him drifting away. I strain so hard my eyes ache and I have to close them, and when I open them again, the Colonel is gone. [P.135-136]
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