Wednesday, April 3, 2013

POLITICAL POLL DANCING



I love political survey phone calls.  I prefer to actually speak with someone when the anonymous call comes through, and I time myself to see how long it takes me to get the survey-taker off script.  Sometimes, if they're human and have a sense of humor, political survey pollsters are actually entertaining.  Most of the time, though, not so much.

Especially Democrats.  They don't know how to have fun.  "Please just ANSWER the question about how much you love President Obama and want to have his babies.  Press  5 if you agree, 4 if you sort of agree, 3 if you don't have an opinion, 2 if you sort of don't agree, 1 if disagree, and 0 if you need me to repeat the options…"  ZERO!  (Sigh.  Repeat.)  ZERO!  (Sigh.  Repeat.)  ZERO!  (Sigh.  Repeat.)  ZERO!  (Expletive.  Click.)

The Republicans like to stack the questions.  "Tell me, do you support the second amendment….OR ARE YOU A LIBERAL BABY KILLER?!  Which one are you, motherfucker?????"  Hmmmm, I'll take famous Kenyans who haven't won the Boston Marathon, for two hundred dollars, Alex.

The Independent pollsters are the best because they are actually the only ones who fully understand, totally comprehend, and intelligently articulate the knowledge that "unenrolled" is a legitimate political voting status, and that it doesn't necessarily mean the unenrolled voter is a Libertarian.  Chances are, though, that unenrolled voters think like Libertarians and vote like manic-depressives on LSD.

Today I receive a robo-call.  A robo-call!  I can't even heckle the person on the phone because there is no person on the phone; it is just me and some goddamned computer auto-dialing program.  "Please answer when I read the names of the Republican candidates for senate."  How can I answer?  You're a robo-caller.  "Press 1 if you've heard of the candidate and have a positive opinion, press 2 if you have no opinion, press 3 if you've heard of the candidate and have a negative opinion, and press 4 if you've never heard of the candidate."  There was no option for "I don't give a flying fuck."

Now, before I go any further, let me tell you this is a one-year U.S. senate seat position that was vacated by that make-believe Vietnam War vet John Kerry, our latest appointment to the do-nothing position of Secretary of State (sometimes I miss Henry Kissinger).  The Golden Boy, the guy who kicked the Kennedy-humpers' asses, Scott Brown, is not running this time.  After losing to a fake Indian (not a Native American because even they are insulted by this fauxcohontas), Brown has decided that spending time with his family and working like a real American is a better option then getting back on the Hack Machine that is Washington.  Without Brown running, there really isn't anyone in the race who is either memorable or clear of any federal prosecution that prevents them from leaving the country lest they be extradited back via force. 

So it is a semi-important U.S. senate race.

"Daniel Winslow…."  Oh shit.  I was supposed to be listening to Robo-Woman.  Crap, which button means Who The Freak Is That?... 4!  Press 4!  "Gabriel Gomez…"  Wow, a Hispanic Republican?  Really?  That's awesome. Still never heard of him… her …. him … Press 4!  "Michael Sullivan…"  Holy crap, I must know 80 people named Michael Sullivan.  Which Sully do they mean?  I'm so confused.  Since I am confused, I press 4 again. 

I have not heard of a single one of these Republican candidates, and the Democratic candidates all have pending subpoenas or indictments or sentencing hearings hanging over their heads.

What a pisser.

I hang up the phone after being told that this survey is sponsored by candidate Dan Winslow.  Now I feel kind of bad that I didn't at least pretend to know who the guy is.  Imagine getting your own survey back and discovering you're still a nobody with mere weeks until the special election. 

I suppose there's a special place in Hell for people like me, people who love their country but distrust their government, people who still believe that the Constitution is a living, breathing document, people who salute the flag and stop wherever they're standing or walking to respectfully listen to our national anthem.  People like me who complain about The Machine but don't bother to learn who's running for the open senate seat that will be vacant for a whole minute until the next real election.  People like me who dare to comment while looking through dirty lenses, assuming I see all there is to see.

Problem is that if I look at it clearly, I'll see all the bullshit spread around by the politicians, and I'm in no mood to put on my BS meter for a one-year appointment.  I honestly don't give a rat's patootie which one of those lying bastards wins the election this time.  I'll concentrate on the next election, the one that matters.

In the meantime, send the pollsters my way.  I do so enjoy skewing the poll results, and there's nothing more fun than cracking up a real live survey-taker.  It's the only sport I'm still really good at, and the more practice I get, the better off I'll be when the important election comes along.  Feel free to press 4 now - It may not disconnect this blog post, but at least you can deny knowing me when The Machine comes knocking.

PS -- It has come to my attention that Gabriel Gomez is a Navy Seal and NOT currently facing any indictments, at least that have been made public.  Since he is the only candidate running from any party who appears to have done honest service for his country instead of expecting his country to service him, I'm voting for Gomez in the special election.  Take THAT, pollsters!