Canvassing SE PA: A Few Notes
by Bob Sackamento, Tue Sep 09, 2008 at 08:37:38 AM EDT
The following are some notes from my canvass of Chester County PA on Sunday:
- My wife and I kicked off the canvass. Both relative rookies, we were fortunate to have some experienced veterans in our midst.
- Shockingly, the Republicans did not bite. Heck, some of them were still undecided. And some of those undecided wanted literature on Obama.
- Democrats far outnumbered Republicans. And there were many, many Obama leaners. But there was an unfortunately strong presence of "likely McCain."
- One sad observation--compared to the rest of the canvassers, the one African American duo had a highly disproportionate amount of "refused" and "not home."
- I know it's been said ad nuaseum, but WTF is up with all the fence sitters?
That's all I've got. I can't wait to do it again, and I highly recommend it to those who haven't tried. There are few better ways to spend a Sunday (or Saturday) with your family.
To help pad this woefully sparse diary, below is a longer, somewhat related (but mostly not) diary that I recently wrote for the dailykos:
I'm Getting on the Wagon.
I never thought it would come to this. A few days ago, I peaked into my six-year old son's diary, where I saw he had penned this:
Dear Dire (ed note: Diary)
He clearly wrote it back in June, so who knows how long he's been hiding this? One thing is certain, though--he learned it from watching me.
My Name is Bob, and I am a Kosoholic.
I've been a Kosoholic for almost a year now. Immediately upon my introduction to this site, I became prisoner to rush of the breaking story, the high of the incisive new diary and the thrill of poignant comments. And I became instantly intoxicated by the power of my own two cents.
I obviously never considered how my visits here could impact my son. With the election less than two months away, I must now make right by him. I must convince him that beyond the rock and roll diary lifestyle lies a better way: Today, I will mark my first day of Kosbriety by canvassing for Obama with my son.
I'm sure I'll fall back off the wagon sooner (i.e. much sooner) rather than later. And it will no doubt be ugly as I cave to the gnawing desire to post about how my canvassing went. But I will get back on the wagon as quickly as I fell off. And maybe I will mark my re-commitment to Kosbriety with a marathon phone bank.