I caught myself, for just a moment this weekend, thinking, “You know, that Osama bin Laden is pretty cool for not picking sides in our election.” Of course, I don’t like the man, or approve of his tactics, but you have to admit that it’s pretty decent of him to just come out and say, “It really doesn’t matter who you elect, I’ll still be trying to kill all of you.” It’s refreshing to hear a politician who just comes out and tells it like it is, isn’t it?
Sorry, but there won’t be much of a post today. I’ve been too busy doing my MoveOn Precinct Leader stuff to read the news. I like to complain about all the work I’ve been doing, but it’s really not that bad. So far, there haven’t been any punches thrown, and no one has spit in my eyes. One little meth freak yesterday kind of blurted out “Kerry’s an asshole” in my face, but then, after stepping back into his apartment and taking a moment to reflect, he said to himself, “but Bush is an asshole too.” Other than that, I’d say the worst thing has been the giant blister on the back of my right foot. It popped today though, so things are good again… or they will be once I wash the puss out of my sock.
Someone got to my site yesterday by Googling, “Is it dangerous to volunteer for MoveOn Tuesday door to door.” I suppose that’s something I should have researched before signing on. Like I said though, so far there haven’t been many bad things. Quite the contrary, almost all of my experiences thus far have been good. I even found $50 while out canvassing in the cold this evening. I thought that was particularly cool as I’d just donated another $50 to the Kerry campaign on Friday. I suppose some could see that as a sign that God wants John Kerry to win. I just thought that someone must have dropped it during the course of getting mugged though.
When I first started out going door to door, someone told me an old mailman trick. If there’s a gate, rattle it for a few seconds before walking into someone’s yard. Otherwise, you might find yourself a few steps in before finding out about the family pitbulls. I’ve been keeping a running list of little canvassing tricks in my head to share with the new people I’m training. So far, the most useful has proven to be, “Skip the houses with no windows.” People who bolt plywood over their windows, it’s my guess, probably value their privacy.
Speaking of volunteers, there have been a lot more lately. People, it would seem, are becoming frightened by the prospect that Bush, through black magic or some other form of chicanery, could win, and that they might have to explain to people one day why it was that they just sat back and watched it happen. Putting in a few hours hunting down votes in Ypsi absolves them of some of the guilt. If Bush wins, we’ll all have some though. We’ll all kick ourselves for not having done more.
In addition to going door to door, I’ve also been sitting here in the kitchen and making calls to my neighbors. That, for the most part, has gone well too. I did get hung up on in mid-sentence last night, which didn’t make me too happy… And, if you’re going to learn anything from this post, let it be this — Don’t yell and slam down the receiver on someone until after determining whether or not they might, let’s say, do business with your company… Yes, this particular man, who shall go unnamed, apparently didn’t realize when he slammed the phone down on me, that my wife and I used to be customers of his… And that has absolutely nothing to do with his party affiliation. (He didn’t even let me get to the part where I talk about Kerry.) Over the course of the past few weeks, I’ve talked to quite a few Bush supporters and, for the most part, they’ve been civil, even friendly. This fellow, however, was rude, and stupid, and it’s going to cost him a few bucks.
OK, that’s going to have to be it for tonight.
Goodnight, my invisible friends.