Junk Mail
Since being chosen as an add on delegate to the Democratic State Convention in June, I’ve been bombarded with junk mail from candidates running for Gov and Lt Gov this year. The number of mailings from candidates has officially overtaken the number of mailings from mortgage companies I receive, no small amount of dead trees. So if any of you wannabe office holders are paying attention here’s a little free advice from someone who actually reads this crap.
If you are going to send me a letter touting the “record breaking” 4 million dollars you’ve raised this early in the season, do me a favor and put together a promo kit that doesn’t look like one of your staffers stole some time on her grade school mimeograph machine to get the job done. I’m Looking at you Tom. Seriously, are you so cheap that a splurging on a little color and a glossy stock will put you under? Maybe if you had something to say in your little mailing instead of just sending me a photocopy of some bullshit Globe article, you wouldn’t have to sweat your multi-millionaire opponents.
Just a thought.
Deb Goldberg, you look like a man in drag. To the degree I’m almost nervous typing this, not because I’ll upset some delicate Massachusetts sensibilities, but because you’ll kick my ass. When I opened todays mailing from you I though I was looking at a press kit from Transmerica. But when I turn the page I see a great picture of you and your family, one which leaves no question as to what gender you represent. Whats going one here? Find the person who threw this kit together for you, challenge them to an arm wrestling and whiskey drinking competition and then fire them. If you loose the Lt Gov seat, which you will, it wont be due to your sexual ambiguity, but because with all your millions of personal funding it looks like you’re blind farming design work off craigs list. What does that say about your ability to delegate responsibility?
I’ve got some legitimate mail to sort through before I waste any more time on these schmucks, but we’ll get back to this. In the meantime, can someone explain to me how in the great state of Massachusetts a candidate for our highest office can slack on PR material? Honestly, and I never thought this would be the case, Worcester’s own Tm Murray and Deval Patrick are the only candidates who’ve sent me material that didn’t look like it came from MassArts Autistic outreach program. First impressions kids. Stop making my delegate work so easy, keep this up and I’ll be able to spend all my time focused on more important convention matters, like hookers.
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Kerry healey’s look pretty darn good, well, only because there’s a picture of her there instead of the odious Tom Reilly.