Well, I hear on the news that Bill is coming to town today for a fundraising dinner, or some such.
I mean in and out, bam. Gone. $1000 a head.
Guess I’ll go to the buffet at the local bar for a buck, sorry Bill…
Well, I hear on the news that Bill is coming to town today for a fundraising dinner, or some such.
I mean in and out, bam. Gone. $1000 a head.
Guess I’ll go to the buffet at the local bar for a buck, sorry Bill…
He was here in Flint on Thursday. Yep, that’s the way it is. In & out. Very much his style.
Clinton was here Thursday, Falcon got here yesterday. Of course, Falcon is much cooler than Clinton, and much more accessible. At least I’ve got a shot at getting Falcon’s autograph.
At the risk of getting this thread tossed to GD, I’ll point out that as long as our political system requires the candidates to compete with each other in terms of spending for advertising, polling, and so forth, this is how it will be: politicians spending ever-increasing portions of their time with people who can write checks to their campaigns, their parties, and their PACs.
And they’ll have less and less time for the rest of us.
If you like that, great. If not (and, Klaatu, you seem to be somewhat bothered by it, at least), then write your congresscritter and demand public financing of Congressional campaigns, tight restrictions on what the political parties can spend to further their candidates’ campaigns, free air time for political candidates (they’re OUR airwaves, after all), and so forth. And give to organizations such as Common Cause that have been fighting the good fight for campaign finance reform for many years now.
Don’t blame Bill Clinton; he didn’t write the rules of the game. But as long as these are the rules, he’s just playing by them the best he can. He wants his party to do well in November, and he’s just doing everything he can to make that happen. And with the rules the way they are, the best thing he can do for his party is to turn himself into his party’s cash cow.
Um …
No, some jokes are just too easy.
and, by the way, resist the urge to “joke” with the Secret Service guys.
Nevermind how I know.