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But what about the pig fuc*ing?????
In 1948, during his first race for the U.S. Senate, Lyndon Johnson was running about 10 points behind, with only nine days to go. He was sunk in despair. He was desperate. And it was just before noon on a Monday, they say, when he called his equally depressed campaign manager and instructed him to call a press conference for just before lunch on a slow news day and accuse his high-riding opponent, a pig farmer, of having routine carnal knowledge of his barnyard sows, despite the pleas of his wife and children.
His campaign manager was shocked. 'We can't say that, Lyndon,' he supposedly said. 'You know it's not true.'
'Of course it's not true!' Johnson barked at him. 'But let's make the bastard deny it!'