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11:34 a.m. Ms. Smith goes to Washington 2002-02-06

Reaped for the past couple of days i've been in tallahassee, lobbying for more money for the already pitifully funded libraries of our back water state. the trip basically verified all the suspicions i had about politics and gov't.
for example, senators don't know the numbers for any of the bills they are trying to enact. though you would think they would since, you know, it's their job.
they usually don't have time to talk to you, if they're even there.
when they do talk to you, they say things like, "well darlin' times are hard." so you ask, what about the big beautiful highway you're building up the road from me? and they say, "honey, don't worry yer pretty lil' head about all that."
then they smile and look at your boobs. naughty, dirty politicians.
in fact, legislators very rarely even want to talk to their constituents. the one Fl. Senator we met with looked very tired and apathetic, and seemed more interested in our tragus piercings than what legislation he should/should not oppose.
whatever. who's gonna give money to a bunch of frumpy public service people anyway?
maybe if we had a couple oil rigs or patented medicine we could donate to the campaign we'd have more luck.
or maybe some strippers. politicians LOVE strippers. 'specially cheap ones.
the thing that pisses me off is the phoniness (props, Holden). we had this big ass reception for all the librarians and their representatives, and maybe 7 legislators in the entire state showed up, and most of them were from Brevard (wonder if they're up for re-election?) they're all smiles and cheers, then high tail it out of there to go to the Guvnor's reception for Black History Month. we also had a very nice dinner at Chez Pierre (the French restaurant in tallahasee whose matchbooks read "merci, ya'll", but the food was very tasty) cost us 30 bucks a head. the library paid for a couple legislators to attend, but did they show?
on superbowl sunday, are you kidding?
but that's okay. we didn't need that money anyway. and of course, we'll still kiss their asses and beg for a couple bread crumbs, while they lean over and look at our boobs.
so overall, my visit to the state capitol left me just as disallusioned and leftist as I started. but now i know that it's probably not as difficult to be a politician as one would think. although, i'd probably have to run as a republican, just to get my foot in the door.
i mean, it's not like party affiliation means anything these days anyway.
Sown

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11:34 a.m.	Ms. Smith goes to Washington	2002-02-06
Reaped	for the past couple of days i've been in tallahassee, lobbying for more money for the already pitifully funded libraries of our back water state. the trip basically verified all the suspicions i had about politics and gov't. for example, senators don't know the numbers for any of the bills they are trying to enact. though you would think they would since, you know, it's their job. they usually don't have time to talk to you, if they're even there. when they do talk to you, they say things like, "well darlin' times are hard." so you ask, what about the big beautiful highway you're building up the road from me? and they say, "honey, don't worry yer pretty lil' head about all that." then they smile and look at your boobs. naughty, dirty politicians. in fact, legislators very rarely even want to talk to their constituents. the one Fl. Senator we met with looked very tired and apathetic, and seemed more interested in our tragus piercings than what legislation he should/should not oppose. whatever. who's gonna give money to a bunch of frumpy public service people anyway? maybe if we had a couple oil rigs or patented medicine we could donate to the campaign we'd have more luck. or maybe some strippers. politicians LOVE strippers. 'specially cheap ones. the thing that pisses me off is the phoniness (props, Holden). we had this big ass reception for all the librarians and their representatives, and maybe 7 legislators in the entire state showed up, and most of them were from Brevard (wonder if they're up for re-election?) they're all smiles and cheers, then high tail it out of there to go to the Guvnor's reception for Black History Month. we also had a very nice dinner at Chez Pierre (the French restaurant in tallahasee whose matchbooks read "merci, ya'll", but the food was very tasty) cost us 30 bucks a head. the library paid for a couple legislators to attend, but did they show? on superbowl sunday, are you kidding? but that's okay. we didn't need that money anyway. and of course, we'll still kiss their asses and beg for a couple bread crumbs, while they lean over and look at our boobs. so overall, my visit to the state capitol left me just as disallusioned and leftist as I started. but now i know that it's probably not as difficult to be a politician as one would think. although, i'd probably have to run as a republican, just to get my foot in the door. i mean, it's not like party affiliation means anything these days anyway.	Sown
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