EAST BRUNSWICK – The lobby where people register looks like a political Star Trek convention, with at least one table crammed with neatly organized trays of GOP paraphernalia and too many people jamming the vicinity to get close.
You expect to find painted minatures of Ronald Reagan for sale.
The crowd keeps coming, flowing through the glass doors into the vocational school, obtaining their registration wrist bands and heading for the auditorium, where fixed banners of towns – Perth amboy, Woodbridge, East Brunswick, Old Bridge, etc – designate the tribes of Middlesex.
There’s one half of the main event helping an elderly man through the fray: Princeton venture capitalist Scott Sipprelle.
“Great!” he says, when asked how he’s doing.