1. I have already send in a cheque 2. No, I, I mean, she, can't come to the phone. 3. You have my vote, isn't that good enough? 4. Um, this is kinda not a good time. 5. They didn't plough my street all January and now you want my money?
There is this 17-year old woman who was doing calls with me. She kicked ass and brought in scads of dough. She was cool.
I am trying to battle a natural apathy and get into this election. So far, there has not been as much vigor and vim as the mayoral election. Which is a surprise, cuz it is so easy to get a real hate-on for Steven Harper.
Federal elections always remind me of this time when I was around 10 or 11 and I got sick with a terrible fever. I remember jackie was reading charlie and the chocolate factory to me in my mom's bed, and as much as I loved the story, every noise was like screaming and I made her stop. I was in bed for two days, and when I woke up, I put on my jeans, and they seemed short (we concluded that it had been a growth spurt fever).
I ate a huge piece of apple crisp and went downstairs where everyone was watching tv. Brian Mulroney had just won the election, and he was our new prime minister. With a chin as preposterous as his mandate. But that is another story.
So there have been some crazy times in the gov'ts on either side of the border. So close to election time, and the scandals resonate like so many empty coffers. Wouldn't it be cool if we got up after this to some quantitative change?
