So, it seems that something has changed this election season. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve moved to a more conservative city, or because I answered the “income” question truthfully on a registration form, or what, but I’ve been hit with three different requests to donate $1000 to the Bush campaign. Each of the previous two, I sent the (postage paid) return envelope back with anti-bush rhetoric. You’d think they’d stop sending me stuff.
And this isn’t necessarily the typical bulk-mailing stuff, either. I have two freaken autographed photos of George and Laura. But I digress. What I really wanted to do was publish a bit of what the Bush Campaign is feeding to people that they think support him:
Well gee, I wonder when they learned that trick? Was it the “eminant threat” that Sadaam poised? How about Sadaam trying to buy nuclear material? How about any of the other numerous “untruthful things” spread by the current administration. (Note, the elipse didn’t take the quote out of context, I needed the left hand side of it to quantify the “they” in the second half)
Right. I can see where Bush may be in trouble if he can’t outspend Kerry by at least 2 to 1 .
While creating fewer taxpayers too.
Well, I certainly feel better about Bush now, knowing that every child can now read and write. Certainly setting the bar high on those education reforms, aren’t we?
And sending them to countries that don’t have the ability to attack us.
Imagine my shock to learn that families couldn’t own their own homes prior to Bush. Or, perhaps the letter is implying that families have the choice between owning a home or paying for health insurance.
In any event, I thought I might print out the highlights of whatever this thread turns into to return in the reply envelope this time. I sure as hell am not sending him $1000.
LordVor, if you give me $1000, I promise not to run for political office at all, ever!
Thereby sparing you goofball laws, military adventurism, abuse of your fundamental human rights, waste of your tax dollars, and reducing your junk mail quota.
Send me $1000 and I’ll never run for political office, Lord Ashtar will wash and wax your car, and Lsura will organize your book or dvd or cd collection.
Disclaimer: Some or all promises will not be delivered as stated.
That’s why you should give it to me. I have superior management skills.
I am having the same problem. The funny thing is, due to some organizations I have donated to in the past, I have ended up on a wide assortment of far-left mailing lists. So sorting my junk mail looks like this:
“George Bush wants absolute control over women’s bodies! Send us money now!”
“George Bush is taking a jackhammer to the wall between Church and State! Send us money now!”
“Stop George Bush from raping the enviroment! Send us money now!”
“Mr.[sup]*[/sup] Podkayne Fries: We know you want to become a Weeblow Member of the Campaign to Relect President Bush! Send us money, now!”
[sup]*[/sup]My first name is not an obvious indicator of my gender. I always indicate “Ms.” if I am given the option to do so, and it pisses me off that some organizations or companies take it upon themselves to guess—or worse, second-guess—my gender. Or, maybe they’re referring to my husband, Mr. Fries? I sometimes get main addressed to Ms. Hubby Hubby’s-Name. Hmm . . .
Send me $1000 and I’ll never run for political office, wash and wax your car, organize your book or dvd or cd collection (but only one of them) AND get rid of embarrassing stains on contour sheets!
Ok, so the bidding is at several people never running for political office, wash and wax my car, organize my book or dvd or cd collection (but only one of them) AND get rid of embarrassing stains on contour sheets. Sorry, $1000 still means more to me than that. Even if my book collection is still in several moving boxes in the garage.
Abbie, while I’m sure it’s a good cause, I think the BabyVor college fund needs it more. Sorry.
On the whole, I think I’m feeling better about the whole thing. I realized that for every $ he spends sending me 8X10 color glossies of him and his wife in typical white-upper-middle-class poses, that’s $1 less he has to spend recruiting somebody who might actually vote for him.
I’m still stumped as to how I got on this list, though. I mean, I haven’t registered to vote in at least 5 years, I’ve never signed up for anything “republican” related, unless you count a brokerage account as “republican-related”.
Give me $1,000 and not only will I never run for political office, but I will wash and wax your car, organize your books, CDs, and DVDs, clean your contour sheets, and give your wife an earth-shattering orgasm.
I work in the New York office of a Philadelphia law firm. This firm is very Republican. Several partners and former partners of the firm have taken positions in the Bush administration, some quite high-profile.
I am not a Republican.
Recently, a partner in the firm sent an e-mail to the entire firm (non-legal staff, meaning mail room employees, secretaries, etc., included) very strongly suggesting that all employees contribute $1,000 to the Bush campaign. The language used in the solicitation was quite firm. To call it a “suggestion” would be like calling a horse’s head in one’s bed a “suggestion.”
I wonder if this is even legal, but the sheer arrogance of demanding $1,000 from one’s employees, a number of whom make less than $30,000 a year, is unbelievable.
It’s even worse if you contribute. My boss is a big republican, and donated money this year. After he did so, they called the office at least once a week for a couple of months. Way to make someone regret giving to you in the first place.
I’m not a republican, btw. Just feel the need to say that. Not a democrat either. Had to say that too.
And this
Made me think I had letters burned into my eyes til I highlighted it and saw aht it was.
No, I’m fairly certain that they were former dirty hippies. To the extent that the wife got upset at the neighbor for putting down traps to catch the rats that were eating all the birdseed she was putting out.
(Great story, week 2 of living in house, my wife sees a big ole rat running down our back fence. Next day, there’s a hawk sitting on the back fence. We haven’t seen a rat since.)
