Friday, December 10, 2004

MoveOn gettin' mouthy...

I am still SO loving the reliably brash and rowdy Like many of you, I received the email from Eli Pariser, head of MoveOn’s PAC. He summed up what many of us out here in the grass, where the “grass roots” actually are, have been feeling.

“For years, the party has been led by elite Washington insiders who are closer to corporate lobbyists than they are to the Democratic base. But we can't afford four more years of leadership by a consulting class of professional election losers."

The strongly worded, in your face, clearly kind-of-pissed-off message pointed out that the party coddled the same corporate donors that fund Republicans to bring in money at the expense of vision and integrity.

He rants on…

"In the last year, grass-roots contributors like us gave more than $300 million to the Kerry campaign and the DNC, and proved that the party doesn't need corporate cash to be competitive. Now it's our party: we bought it, we own it, and we're going to take it back.."

Pariser urged MoveOn supporters to help support a DNC chair with a bold vision to represent Democrats outside Washington. Democrats will vote at their February meeting in Washington on a successor to McAuliffe. I don’t know about you, but I think that’s code for “Howard Dean.”

DNC spokesman Jano Cabrera responded with more mush-mouthed praise for Terry McAuliffe, and proceeded to take credit for the cyber-driven grass roots fundraising success this year, which can only be credited to Howard Dean and MoveOn’s early efforts which kicked it into gear. What a putz.

And frankly, I’m sick and tired of hearing about Terry McAuliffee working so hard these past years for his $1 annual salary. Looking back, that’s about what it’s been worth. Look at all the money he raised. And it’s gone, and we have shit to show for it. I feel like I’m some rube who got duped into going on a casino weekend with the local bingo club, and blew the entire Christmas Club account at the craps table, and didn’t even have enough left over for a “Horseshoe Casino” T-shirt. What good is fundraising if the funds go in the crapper???

Thank you, Mr. Pariser, for your big mouth. We who are about to start throwing our weight around, too… salute you.


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