Wampum

An old friend from the TribalLaw list, who knew me long before I knew I'd a Dawes Rolls ancestor, has been doing Voter Contact. It is easy to do -- call a number, read from a script something nominally persuasive. It should follow Voter ID where the script reads "do you strongly prefer / prefer / no preference / don't prefer / loath" and then read off the name of a candidate, repeating for each other candidate for the same office (not wise in a crowded field as the callees will tire of the non-sense, even if the caller has oral manifesting OSD), and so on as far down-ticket as makes sense.

The Voter ID answers are scored 1 to 5, and the 1's and 5's get no further attention, except that you make sure the GOTV plan votes all your 1's, and depending on your numbers needed and your T&M budget for persuasion, you work the 2's and 3's and perhaps the 4's.

Steve got this from a "Cherokee"

Jesus told me never to vote for a woman.

The campaign we came to help forgot to do Voter ID, but I score that as a 5.

Tomorrow Judge Henry H. Kennedy will rule on just how fast and carefree Chad Smith and his merry band of retainers can run with scissors. We won't be here for the ballot, scheduled or rescheduled, I'm trying to recover disinterest but keep fetching up at "destroy the village to save the village", as three-in-four Cherokee Nation voters who voted in the most recent ballot, voted with Blond Jesus.

Photo credit: Beverly Rezneck