August 17, 2010
When one of only two (big problem there) 'legitimate' national political parties starts embracing the kind of racist, violence-provoking rhetoric as the Repubs have, we must realize that we have to look to the left. The alternative is to meet them and fall into something that just might look like 1930's Italy. This is not far-fetched. It should be, but it ain't.
Am I right?
As in Correct?
April 29, 2010:
Thursday, April 29 Phonebank to Pa CD 12 Special Election May 18 at Reno's in Tribecastan, New York City:
We only have a 2 1/2 hour window for these crucial calls, so we're under pressure to get to as many folks in Western Pa. as we can.
This entire scenario took less than 30 seconds:
Charles' phone was out of juice, so he was using my cell phone, which rang, so I rushed over with the landline to switch phones. I'm walking away when he dialed the first number on the landline. I heard the dialing and knew he was accidentally on speakerphone. He's amidst a bunch of other phonebankers, it was going to be too loud. I ran back to him, waiting to pounce on the phone to switch from speaker to ear set. He was a bit flummoxed, as he didn't want to interrupt his train of thought. Concentration is necessary at the first moment of contact on these cold calls. He had looked anxious, worried I was going to interrupt him.
Charles introduced himself as calling from OFA about the Pa. House seat special election. I was frozen inches from Charles' face with my arms poised to pounce on the handset. In silent hand gibberish, with Charles looking ever more convinced I was going to screw up his call, I maneuvered in position to punch the speakerphone off, when the man in Pennsylvania loudly hung up!
Without missing a beat, Charles looked up to me and says:
"Well, that was easy!"
This is the kind of fun we have calling our fellow citizens in the simple pursuit of happiness, the democratic way.