I’m a lazy guy, so I’ve been resisting working for, or contributing to (I’m also cheap), the Obama campaign again. (Last time around, my GF and I traipsed through Easton PA, knocking on doors of potential Dem voters to remind them where they vote, and I contributed several hundred dollars, some of it originally Liberal’s, if you remember that far back.) But after recent exchanges with all the Obama-haters here recently, the unreasoning, largely racist but wholly irrational and unhinged people who agree with Mitch McConnell that making Obama a one-term President is their single most important goal, I got off my ass yesterday and spent the afternoon at a phone bank.
It was actually fun. For those of you thinking about doing the same, my experiences included:
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The script we were handed was mostly suggestions. People were improvising all over the place, the more they felt comfortable with the basic message.
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the basic message was that we’re putting together a bus-ride to PA again, this time to have folks remind PA voters to get appropriate ID
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a secondary message was to PA voters directly inquiring as to their current forms of ID, and advising them whether it’s sufficient and what do if it’s not
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I made both types of calls, having exhausted my first batch in record time
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I did it so fast because my calls were overwhelmingly not answered. I also got a few hangups, and three people answered positively, so I felt pretty useful.
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I was told that talking to three actual people in a few hours was pretty good
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there were lots of treats (juice, donuts, coffee, fruit) available
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the other volunteers were lively, friendly, attractive young people for the most part, very pleasant to be around, and very bright.
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This was odd–nobody told me to bring my cel phone, but it was assumed that I would (that I even HAD one). A “phone bank” at this point in history consists of cell phones. I should have brought my charger too: after three hours, I was pretty low on power.
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In PA I mostly reached elderly people, or their caretakers. Some of these calls were kinda sad, in that they were eager to talk to anyone and that they told me reasons (disability, stroke, in one case, coma) that they wouldn’t be able to vote, and I spent much of the call saying things like “I’m sorry to hear that, I hope you feel better soon, thanks for all your support over the years,” etc.
But most of all, I made my political adversaries happy by wasting a perfectly good afternoon that I could have spent watching TV.
Next, I’ll have to find some money to contribute to Obama’s re-election campaign myself. Maybe one of my adversaries will pay me for something?