If you are a politician and want my vote, don’t call and leave me a recorded message on my answering machine. I won’t listen to it. And if I won’t listen to it on the answering machine, I certainly won’t answer the phone and listen to it. How you presume! One of the main purposes of that answering machine is to screen calls like yours. My friends and I talk daily about the influx of political calls and their annoyance factor. We can’t sit down to eat or watch television without your intrusions into our lives via the phone lines that we pay for. You’re wasting your time and mine, and somebody’s money. You see, I don’t talk to or listen to recordings. There ought to be a national number we could call to block all politicians’ calls.
And furthermore, Mr. Politician, quit filling my mailbox with junk mail touting your virtues and chivalrous deeds. Your face grinning like a mule eating briars on a frosty morning arrives on that shiny, deluxe 5X7 card and greets me when I open the box. I won’t fall for that either. My mailbox and trashcan are overflowing with wasted paper. You’re killing the trees. I’ve not read the first political ad. I scan the mail and file all the political ads in the trash can on my way into the house. I never thought I’d see the day that I’d be glad to see ordinary power bills or this week’s sale papers waiting in my mailbox. I’m sick of your so-called correspondence. It’s only communication if I read it, and I don’t.
Don’t think I’m an apathetic non-voter. Such is not the case. I always vote and I always do my homework. If you are the incumbent, then your record tells me all I want to know and it’s readily available on the internet. I want to know how you attended to the people’s business, how you voted on various issues, and whether you kept your last campaign promises or not. Let your record speak for you. It shouts out your real character far more than artificially cheerful phone messages and brightly colored flyers in the mailbox.
If you’re new to politics, much still depends on the incumbent. If his record satisfies me, if he’s doing a good job, then I’d be foolish to vote against him. However, if he’s slipping, then I’ll consider the new man.
There was a time in the USA when politicians could go door-to-door and talk individually with each voter, but sheer numbers have made that an impossibility today. These new campaign tactics are supposed to replace the early methods, but they do not work! They simply annoy the voting population. I’ve never yet heard anyone say that he reads and considers all the political drivel that comes to his house. Surely there’s a better way. I recommend a think tank. I believe some of our candidates are smart enough to create a better approach to this campaign problem.
I’m just about ready to give up and vote the way my mama did. One year she and Daddy couldn’t agree on a candidate.
“If we vote for different candidates,” Daddy told her, “we’ll just cancel each other out. We might just as well stay home.”
“Well,” she retorted, “you vote for anybody you want to. I’m going to vote for the best-looking man running.”
I guess she was about as frustrated as I’m feeling right now. Nonetheless, I’ll be down at the polls come Tuesday to cast my ballot. Maybe I should have saved those shiny cards if I’m going to do it Mama’s way. They might help after all.