Any another reason to not listen to Twisted Sister (the song to which I am referring is “We’re Not Gonna Take It”)
This past Saturday, my husband and I were working through some things in the dining room when we heard a knock at the door. Not expecting anyone, I cautiously approached the door and opened it. There, standing on my front porch was a gentleman who explained he was running for an elected office. He handed me an envelope as I asked him to which party he was affiliated. I shudder at the response – I am a Democrat, he replied.
So, doubting the envelope was filled with a large sum of cash, I handed it back to him (nicely). I know that campaign material costs money and the only place it would end up in my home is in the recycle bin. Then, I politely informed him that his political party was an abomination to our political system. I wanted to continue to share with him my feelings, but sensing that sharing them would do no good, I said good day and closed the door.
I haven’t had to deal with politicians going door to door in a while. I guess I should get used to it though because I think there are going to be more grass-root efforts this year than there have been in the past. And since I live in a grass-roots type of town….
To the Republican Party – please, oh please, send your candidates to my door. Make sure they are well armed with a bottle of water because the conversation with them will be much longer, much more direct and probably less friendly (but will still be polite)
A formerly registered Republican