Two hundred numbers of calls on the wall, 200 numbers of call, take one down, pass it around, 199 numbers of calls. I never thought that my life would include a stint as a telephone solicitor, but it has. I've been making phone calls for the Obama campaign for several weeks, and I've really gotten pretty good, if I do say so myself. I did make over 200 calls tonight, in about five hours. It's really pretty interesting. We've been calling Florida, first trying to get people registered to vote by Oct. 9th, then to go early vote, then these last four days to Get Out The Vote. Much has been learned, and data has been collated and purged, so at this point we should not have any GOP voters, and should be calling only people who'd been identified as Democrats. There have been some chilling calls. One person told me he would go vote tomorrow--he can't, because early voting closed yesterday. Two people told me they would go vote sometime next week, and one person said he'd vote on Wednesday. Elections must be very difficult for some people to understand.
One person wants to vote, but she's bedridden and has lost her absentee ballot. She doesn't have anyone to drive her. There will be people in Florida who can take care of her.
I never understood why these last minute calls were supposed to do any good, but now I do.
Full disclosure: I have not paid any attention to politics since I moved to San Antonio. I'm not sure I could give a reason why; perhaps I keep thinking I'm here only temporarily. I got caught earlier this week, when someone remarked on the Castro brothers and pointed to a poster. I said, "I don't know them." She stared at me incredulously and said, "Julian Castro? The mayor of San Antonio? And his twin brother Joaquin who's running for Congress?" Hmm, really, I should have paid more attention. No good excuse. Plan to keep up with the Dems. so I shouldn't embarrass myself again.
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