Man, I am kinda bummed… here I am an undecided voter (yes even up to this very last minute I am wavering a little) and yet neither major Presidential candidate could be bothered to pick up the phone and spend a few minutes stumping for my vote.
However, I did have a nice chat with Rudy Giuliani (as have others I see, he’s SUCH a socialite), Pete Coors’ lovely wife Marilyn, and Hall of Fame Quarterback John Elway.
So nice of those guys to call. And so dedicated to their causes! I couldnt get a word in edge-wise.
Harrumph – I haven’t heard from either of the Clintons. :mad: Bradley Whitford (of The West Wing) and Amy Madigan have both called. Gov. Rendell called twice, both times to personally invite me to attend a rally for John Kerry. Not a peep from Kerry himself – you’d think if he wants my vote, he could at least ask for it!
Mr. and Senator Clinton, President and Mrs. Bush, Wesley Clark (he E-mails my wife twice a day but was perfectly willing to talk to me), Rhea Perlman and Danny DeVito (?!), innumerable local functionaries and candidates, and one recording so worn out it is completely unintelligible. That’s the one I get every day. It’s also the only one I’ve listened to, just for the diversion of trying to guess who it is and what they want. It’s either Jacques Cousteau gargling mothballs from the grave or Siegfried and Roy telling me about the importance of bran. Either way, I think the terrorists have something to do with it.
Oh, and Katherine Harris. Time to boil the telephone.
It wasn’t until the last few days that I finally realized how important MY vote is to:
Rudy Giuliani
Jon Corzine
Elizabeth Edwards
Caroline Kennedy (I’m angry at her, because she left me a voicemail message and didn’t leave her number so I could call back, and I’ve always wanted to speak with her)
Several local politicans whose entire political future depends on my vote.
I was originally going to vote for the people whose agents did NOT call me, but that would have made voting virtually impossible.
Would my telezapper have caught that? I got called tonight and my telezapper hung it up. Could I have accidentally hung up on my fantasy lover, Snoop? :smack:
Geez–I’m still getting new calls. Not right now, since it’s after midnight and all, but I found that Caroline Kennedy left a message on voicemail at around 8.
So, here’s the total so far. At least, here’s everyone I remember:
Ed Koch
Bill Clinton
John Kerry
Jesse Jackson
Chris Rock
Elizabeth Edwards
Caroline Kennedy
There have been lots and lots of calls from various unknown people, including some woman yapping on and on about how wonderful Dubya is for Israel, and a bunch of people reminding me how we’re one Supreme Court Justice away from overturning Roe v. Wade. Oh, and various unknowns telling me how important it is that young people vote (I’m 30), how important it is that African-Americans turn out at the polls (I’m white), and how vital it is that Republicans support our President, especially now in these times of terror (I’m nowhere near Republican.) Right–and I’ve had calls urging me to support various local issues and candidates.
I had no idea I was so popular, that my opinion counted for so much. I feel so incredibly flattered. Really.
I think I’ve received calls from everyone! The best was from Chris Rock, who told me that my ancestors were “bit in the ass by German shepherds,” so that I could vote.
Nobody! Nobody has called me! No phone calls, no television commercials, no bumper stickers, no billboards, no flyers through the mailslot, no yard signs…in fact, all I’ve had is one little postcard from the Republican candidate for Congress and one letter from the people who want to build casinos on every available parcel of land. That’s it.
Man, moving to England has really paid off.
(Fear not, citizens, I did send in my absentee ballot like a good little voter.)
Gee, not that it’s likely anybody has, but I wouldn’t know it if they had. See, I get home every night and there’s all these messages on my answering machine from polibots or something. I’m hittin’ the delete message button so fast, for all I know one of them could be God.
I wouldn’t worry about it. I think it would be only a venial sin, by its nature done without contemplation. Failure to vote, however, is another matter entirely.
Well, my pal Curt called this morning. He said, “Hi, this is Curt Schilling from the World Champion Boston Red Sox. That sounds good, doesn’t it?”
I said, “Yes, it sounds good, but isn’t it a bit of an exaggeration? The only other nation which is even meagerly represented is Canada. After all, you didn’t play any teams from, say, Japan or Cuba or…”
He ignored me and kept talking about why I need to vote for Bush.
I said, “Oh, I get it. It’s a World Championship just like our troops in Iraq are part of a vast multinational force!”
