Headed to Tucson

In two days I’ll arrive for a month in Arizona to help elect Kristin Engels to Congress and Kamala Harris President! I’m bringing too much stuff but a month is a long time. Here weLes mer
In two days I’ll arrive for a month in Arizona to help elect Kristin Engels to Congress and Kamala Harris President! I’m bringing too much stuff but a month is a long time. Here we go!
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Voy a Tucson
¡En dos días llegaré por un mes a Arizona para ayudar a elegir a Kristin Engels para el Congreso y a Kamala Harris como presidenta! Traigo demasiadas cosas, pero un mes es mucho tiempo. ¡Vamos!Les mer
Well, it wouldn't be a trip to have no hiccups on the journey. We had one plane with a water leak, a second plane with a stink in 1st class, and a third plane that was just right but 2 hours late. Gail picked me up because my rental car place closed at 1:00am, and I landed at 1:05am. And the baggage claim was slow...
But this place is amazing! I have my own bedroom with a private bathroom in the guest wing of our host, Diana's house. She has a beautiful desert garden and a pool!!! Friends tell me that this is a lovely neighbourhood close to everything. I don't know yet. I'm just settling in. My bags are unpacked and stuff is put away for the month.
Diana is out of town for a week, but her cute dog, Leo is a treat. He has no tail... so his eyes are his wagging. He follows me around the house.
Gail has done an initial briefing on where things are at in the house and in the campaign. Lots to do and lots to absorb. Since today is Monday, this is the "day off" for the field operation (for now). Later we are going to get my car and go grocery shopping. And go out to eat Mexican food. Mission accomplished day one.
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Llegar y La Casa De Diana
Bueno, no sería un viaje de mi sin tener contratiempos en el viaje. Tuvimos un avión con una fuga de agua, un segundo avión con un mal olor en 1ª clase y un tercer avión que estaba bien pero con 2 horas de retraso. Gail me recogió porque la empresa de alquiler de autos cerró a la 1:00 a.m. y aterricé a la 1:05 a.m. Y la recogida de maletas fue lenta...
¡Pero este lugar es increíble! Tengo mi propio dormitorio con baño privado en el ala de invitados de nuestra casa anfitriona, Diana. ¡¡Tiene un hermoso jardín desértico y una piscina!! Los amigos me dicen que este es un barrio encantador cerca de todo. Todavía no lo sé. Recién me estoy adaptando. Mis maletas están desempacadas y las cosas se guardan para el mes.
Diana está fuera de la ciudad por una semana, pero su lindo perro, Leo, es un placer. No tiene cola... Así que sus ojos son su meneo. Me sigue por toda la casa.
Gail ha hecho una sesión informativa inicial sobre cómo están las cosas en la casa y en la campaña. Mucho que hacer y mucho que absorber. Dado que hoy es lunes, este es el "día libre" para la operación de campo (por ahora). Más tarde vamos a recoger mi coche y voy a hacer la compra. Y salir a comer comida mexicana. Misión cumplida el primer día.Les mer
It has been a busy week. So far, I have canvassed, attended a Congressional debate watch party, started a translation of Kirsten Engel's bio and issues sheet to Spanish, delivered lawn signs to far out-of-town voters/supporters, reached out to over 20 organizations, met all the staffers on the Engel campaign, and went out for a meal with the staffers and the candidate. She is lovely. It is nice to be back in the saddle.
It is blistering hot here. It has topped 100F (38C) most days, so canvassing is from 9am to noon. I do enjoy a nice walk around chatting with voters about the Harris/Walz and Engel campaigns. No Trumpers (yet). I believe they are cutting their turf wisely to reach voters who are likely to be Engel and straight ticket Democrats and a few independents to sure up their support for Harris and Engel and a long list of other candidates down ballot. I have had some really nice conversations and actually recruited a volunteer at the doors!
Soniran (Shoe-knee-rah) the Organizing Director has given me a good overview of the district and the challenges we face - and where the opportunities lie. I got an understanding (if not complete clarity) on the DCCC's (Democratic Congressional Campaign Committee) role in Arizona and how we are working with the Harris/Walz campaign. It sounds smart.
Madison Peterson, who is the Operations Director, has been giving me things to do, and more importantly, contact names and numbers. We have been tasked with connecting with all the Engel-endorsing organizations, Gail, the unions, and me, the non-union organizations. Some are doing independent expenditure campaigns and others are PACs and some are neither. It is a hodgepodge. I connected with the folks from Arizona NOW (National Organization for Women) - throw back from my ERA work in the late 70s, early 80s, League of Conservation Voters, and the Giffords PAC. Gaby Giffords group is doing some amazing ads in the district for Engel both in English and Spanish about gun violence. LCV has a sophisticated operation that I have encountered at the doors with their Engel-focused literature. I'm hoping we can get their volunteers to sign up for our canvasses at different times. More is more.
Gail and I are also volunteering with Mi Familia Vota, an organization dedicated to getting Latinos out to vote. I attended their debate watch party. It was located in the Carpenters Union Hall. As I drove up, it felt like this is where I get killed. An industrial area with an empty parking lot. They had a volunteer standing outside at the next, hidden parking lot with lots of cars - thankfully. Otherwise, it looked pretty sketch.
The debate was fun. It was an excellent way to hear the candidate speak and to understand the key issues she and the district are facing. I was there both to watch and recruit volunteers and meet the organizers. I got to use a little bit of my Spanish, but most of their folks speak English. With the 30+ crowd, the big applause line was when Kirsten Engel turned to her opponent and said something like, "You aren't a doctor! You shouldn't be telling women what they should be doing with their bodies!) Ciscomani, Engel's opponent, was a bit flustered. Generally during the debate, he was slicker than snot. He talked a lot about having 6 kids and that he doesn't have the power alone to block bills he votes against or pass bills he votes for - as if he is absolved from any responsibility for voting for or against anything. These voters were not amused.
This coming Wednesday, MFV is hosting a town hall with Kirsten (online). Mostly Gail, with a little help from me, has been working with them on logistics (run of show, how to do translations, working with our communications folks to prep the candidate for likely questions from these voters). We have it up on Instagram and MFV has sent word out to their extensive lists. Hoping all goes well.
I did get a chance to drive out of town to view the magnificent mountains surrounding Tucson while delivering lawn signs. This place is just beautiful. The desert seems full of life. It is also a great contrast to the landscape and development I witnessed in Las Vegas. In Las Vegas, every home or neighborhood is surrounded by concrete walls - it is as if everyone is afraid of their own neighbors. You don't find that much here. On a few developments off of busy roads you will find some fences like that, but it the exception instead of the rule here. There is also a real commitment to art. Downtown is covered with murals, sculptures, and all other manner of art. Fabulous.
Gail and I visited the Congress Hotel in downtown Tucson. Legend has it John Dillinger was captured as a consequence of a fire at the hotel in 1934. We didn't end up eating there. We found a Basque restaurant that was nearby and pretty darn good. It is very, very nice to have my outdoor restaurant season stretched for an additional month. Gail lives in LA… not as big a deal for her.
So far it has been a productive and fun-filled week. Stay tuned for more.
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La Primera Semana de la Campaña
Ha sido una semana muy ocupada. Hasta ahora, he hecho campaña, he asistido a una fiesta de observación del debate del Congreso, he comenzado una traducción de la biografía y los asuntos de Kirsten Engel al español, he entregado carteles en el césped a votantes/partidarios de fuera de la ciudad, me he puesto en contacto con más de 20 organizaciones, me he reunido con todo el personal de la campaña de Engel y he salido a comer con el personal y el candidato. Ella es encantadora. Es agradable estar de vuelta en la silla de montar.
Hace un calor abrasador aquí. Ha superado los 100 °F (38 °C) la mayoría de los días, por lo que la solicitación de votes es de 9 a.m. al mediodía. Disfruto de un agradable paseo charlando con los votantes sobre las campañas de Harris/Walz y Engel. No hay Trumpistas (todavía). Creo que están dividido su terreno sabiamente para llegar a los votantes que probablemente sean Engel y por los demócratas y algunos independientes para asegurar su apoyo a Harris y Engel y a una larga lista de otros candidatos en la boleta electoral. ¡He tenido algunas conversaciones muy agradables y, de hecho, recluté a un voluntario en las puertas!
Soniran, el Director de Organización, me ha dado una buena visión general del distrito y de los desafíos que enfrentamos, y dónde están las oportunidades. Entendí (si no lo hice con total claridad) el papel del DCCC (Comité de Campaña Demócrata del Congreso) en Arizona y cómo estamos trabajando con la campaña de Harris/Walz. Se suena inteligente.
Madison Peterson, que es la Directora de Operaciones, me ha estado dando cosas que hacer y, lo que es más importante, nombres y números de contactos. Se nos ha encargado la tarea de conectarnos con todas las organizaciones que apoyan a Engel, Gail, los sindicatos y yo, las organizaciones no sindicales. Algunos están haciendo campañas de gasto independiente y otros son PAC y algunos no son ni lo uno ni lo otro. Es una mezcolanza. Me conecté con la gente de Arizona NOW (Organización Nacional de Mujeres), de mi trabajo en ERA a finales de los 70, principios de los 80, la Liga de Votantes por la Conservación y el PAC de Giffords. El grupo de Gaby Giffords está haciendo algunos anuncios increíbles en el distrito para Engel, tanto en inglés como en español, sobre la violencia armada. LCV tiene una operación sofisticada que he encontrado en las puertas con su literatura centrada en Engel. Espero que podamos hacer que sus voluntarios se inscriban en nuestras campañas en diferentes momentos. Más es más.
Gail y yo también somos voluntarios de Mi Familia Vota, una organización dedicada a hacer que los latinos votan. Asistí a su fiesta de observación del debate. Estaba ubicado en el Salón del Sindicato de Carpinteros. Mientras conducía, sentí que aquí es donde me matan. Una zona industrial con un estacionamiento vacío. Tenían a un voluntario parado afuera en el siguiente estacionamiento escondido con muchos autos, afortunadamente. Por lo demás, parecía bastante sospechoso.
El debate fue divertido. Fue una excelente manera de escuchar a la candidata hablar y comprender los problemas clave que ella y el distrito enfrentan. Estuve allí tanto para observar como para reclutar voluntarios y conocer a los organizadores. Pude usar un poco de mi español, pero la mayoría de su gente habla inglés. Con la multitud de 30+, la gran línea de aplausos fue cuando Kirsten Engel se volvió hacia su oponente y dijo algo como: "¡No eres médico! ¡No deberías decirles a las mujeres lo que deberían hacer con sus cuerpos!) Ciscomani, el oponente de Engel, estaba un poco nervioso. En general, durante el debate, era más resbaladizo que los mocos.
Habló mucho de tener 6 hijos y de que no tiene el poder solo de bloquear los proyectos de ley en contra de los que vota o de aprobar los proyectos de ley por los que vota, como si estuviera absuelto de cualquier responsabilidad por votar a favor o en contra de algo. A estos votantes no les hizo ninguna gracia.
El próximo miércoles, MFV organizará una reunión pública con Kirsten (en línea). Sobre todo, Gail, con un poco de ayuda mía, ha estado trabajando con ellos en la logística (en el programa, cómo hacer las traducciones, trabajando con nuestra gente de comunicaciones para preparar al candidato para las posibles preguntas de estos votantes). Lo tenemos en Instagram y MFV ha enviado un mensaje a sus extensas listas. Esperemos que todo vaya bien.
Tuve la oportunidad de conducir fuera de la ciudad para ver las magníficas montañas que rodean Tucson mientras entregaba letreros en el césped. Este lugar es simplemente hermoso. El desierto parece lleno de vida. También es un gran contraste con el paisaje y el desarrollo que presencié en Las Vegas. En Las Vegas, cada casa o vecindario está rodeado de muros de concreto, es como si todos tuvieran miedo de sus propios vecinos. No se encuentra mucho aquí. En algunos desarrollos fuera de las carreteras, encontrará algunas cercas como esa, pero aquí es la excepción en lugar de la regla. También hay un compromiso real con el arte. El centro de la ciudad está cubierto de murales, esculturas y todo tipo de arte. Fabuloso.
Gail y yo visitamos el Congress Hotel en el centro de Tucson. Cuenta la leyenda que John Dillinger fue capturado como consecuencia de un incendio en el hotel en 1934. No terminamos comiendo allí. Encontramos un restaurante vasco que estaba cerca y bastante bueno. Es muy, muy agradable que mi temporada de restaurantes al aire libre se extienda un mes más. Gail vive en Los Ángeles... No es un gran problema para ella.
Hasta ahora ha sido una semana productiva y llena de diversión. Estén atentos para más información.Les mer
Well, week two. It seems like I have been here for a very long time. It was a busy week. Wednesday the Mi Familia Vota town hall was great except for the low turnout. Not sure what happened, but we recorded it so it can get out to voters. Friday Obama came to town. Saturday we went out to Casa Grande to canvass; Sunday we were canvassing here.
I had gotten an invitation to go to the Obama event from both the campaign and from our host, Diana. Neither Gail or Diana felt like going. I biked! It was only about a 12 minute bike ride from here. Diana lent me her bike, helmet and lock. I pumped up the tires and took a pleasant peddle over to the University. The bike infrastructure here is not bad. Some the intersections are unprotected leaving me to go a couple blocks down on the sidewalk to cross a busy street. But it was nice to be out in the cool afternoon sun riding a bike.
I found secure parking (no other bike parked there - sigh) and met up with the other orange-shirted brigade. Orange is Engel's color so everything is orange. Tim, Taylor, and Enzo are three of the six organizers on the campaign. I only felt a little old while they talked music and movies. We got a spot behind and to the left of the speakers so not a front view but still a better view actually than the bleachers. They only saw the back of heads.
It felt a little fan-girl, but I really enjoyed seeing Obama speak. He was preceded by all the other Democratic candidates including our candidate, Kirsten Engel. She did us proud. It is really nice to work for a candidate who is hard-working, smart, cheerful, and serious. Obama was funny and thoughtful. He can deliver messages as if he is speaking extemporaneously when you know there is a script. He joked about Trump's "town hall" without questions and just a weird playlist. He also laid out some good talking points that I used at the doors during the weekend. I got within a few feet of the man. For me, weirdly inspiring. It feels silly to be so star-struck but... I was.
We had pulled together the campaign literature for the canvass in Casa Grande - about an hour and ten minutes up the Rte 10 corridor. The Democratic Coordinated Campaign in conjunction with the Harris campaign were hosting a half dozen canvass launches in and near Tucson so we were only Engel organizers/volunteers in Casa Grande. We knocked on 400 doors. This is a district that is key for Engel and Democrats. We have to pull as many Harris and Dem voters in these places to keep ahead or have a fighting chance against the incumbent and Trump. Next weekend, we are hoping to have more volunteers coming out with us.
Sunday's canvass was in Tucson. I got a turf/area with hills and long driveways. I drove door to door. It took nearly four hours of non-stop canvassing to cover 60 doors. This more wealthy area had lots of already voted (by mail) and motivated Dems; however, I did have several people who were undecided. I did my best to try to let them know why I was supporting Harris and Engel - much having to do with the incredible dysfunction in Congress, Trumps recklessness, and the vitality of a new leadership for the country.
And the abortion rights issue. I was wearing a Yes on 139 t-shirt. That is the abortion ballot measure to restore Roe protections for Arizona. When Dobbs came down, Arizona had an 1864 law on the books that the Republicans were none too happy to keep in place. With the furor of the women in Arizona, this was struck down. Reproductive rights is a strong motivator and an easy issue for me to talk about from all my abortion rights work back in the 80s and 90s.
In between the campaign work, I have been cooking - I know that if I don't, I will eat badly - which is not so good for my body and my mood. I cranked out a vegetable frittata, asparagus and lemon pasta, chicken and sun-dried tomato pasta, vanilla pound cake, and olive oil cake. It keeps me fed and grounded.Les mer
Tuesday, Gail and I took a day off to explore Tucson. It was nice to get a day to wander and soak in the heat of the place. I do really like this town. Hopefully at some point we will have a few days with the highs under 95... I think I over wished for warmth.
We went down to the San Xavier del Bac Mission and take the historic downtown Tucson Turquoise Trail walking tour.
The Misson, located on the Tohono O'odham reservation was beautiful and quite old dating to the 18th century under King Carlos III. Instead of tile work, designs and images were either plaster or painted. If you want to poke around, they have an online virtual tour of the place. URL is too long to paste here. Google it!
On the Mission ou will note that one of the towers on the Mission has a flat top - it seems that they ran out of money while constructing it so left one with that traditional pointed design and the other not. Strange.
I was struck by the early cooperation and then raw disrespect for the indigenous people by the Spanish. Not a surprise, but still stunning nonetheless.
Here is the quote from King Carlos III from Spain that sums up his sentiments towards even his own missionaries:
"Because of weighty considerations which His Majesty keeps hidden in his heart, the entire Society of Jesus and all Jesuits must leave the country and their establishments, and properties must be turned over to the Royal Treasures." In other words, get out and give me all your money!
The Turquoise Walking Tour of downtown Tucson was really interesting. We started by the Teatro Carmen which opened in 1915 named for the wife of the builder. Like much of Tucson, art and murals abound.
Nearby was a statute of Aztec Emperor Cuauhtémoc regarded as the first resistance fighter in the Americas.
We ate lunch at the Ferrin House (now the Coronet Restaurant) built in the 1860s by Joseph Ferrin and his wife, Terese. They and their daughter Clara were instrumental in building the first synagogue in Arizona just a few block away.
I happened to take a photo of some interesting rain spouts coming out of a nearby building. I thought these rather beautiful and each unique spouts were just for their artistic effect. In fact, the spouts jut out to that water doesn't drip on the adobe walls. Ya learn something new every day.
We visited the Pima County Courthouse that hosts the January 8th Memorial - dedicated to the men and women who were shot and killed along the injuring many others including US House Representative Gabby Giffords. A moving tribute and reminder of the tragedy.
I saw that Cyclovia was going to happen on Sunday, October 27th - Unfortunately, I was going to out knocking on doors. Something else I like doing. More on my campaign week on my next post.Les mer
Now photos!
Bob arrived! He is my old pal from Washington DC who has joined me for my electioneering adventures since 2018. Now that was an amazing experience. You can look back in my blog for what happened there.
In the meantime, Gail and I and now Bob were getting things together for canvassing in Eloy this weekend. Eloy is a small, town northwest of Tucson. This is a strategically important area to pull as many Democratic voters out for the Dems in this conservative area of Kirsten’s district.
We needed to prepare 20 packets of 40 sets of materials each with literature from Harris, Engel, some down ballot candidates, and Prop 139 - codifying Roe in the state. If you do the math, and I did, that’s 800 sets/doors or 4,800 pieces of lit. We took boxes home to assemble at Diana’s dining room table. A lot of rubber bands.
Word got out that Bob was keen on organizing materials, so we were tasked with prepping for the 100 packets of 40 sets for the Engel office weekend canvass. They had 30 done. That meant we needed another 2,800 sets. And another 20 packets were needed for a different area to canvass. In all a whopping 4,400 sets/doors and more than 20,000 pieces of literature.
And for good measure, all other literature strewn about the office was needing to be deconstructed and rubber banded in piles of 40. Ah, the glamorous work of election campaigning.
Luckily, Diane Linn and her partner, Adam, and friend, Charity were coming in on Thursday afternoon through Sunday to knock on doors and help where needed. I met Diane in about 1989 when she was the Executive Director of Oregon NARAL and. Sheryl’s boss. She was also the former Chair of the Multnomah County Council. She’s a powerhouse.
They hit the doors on Thursday when they got in and spent Friday assembling packets with us before heading out in the blistering 98/37 degree heat to talk to more voters. Unstoppable!
It’s a funny thing. I read not one piece of all the lit we assembled. I know how much time and energy goes into choosing the right message and words to put in these things, but I do wonder how many people actually read them.
When we weren't assembling literature, Bob and I went out canvassing in the Tucson area. The weather being what it was (blistering hot) we only went out until noon or one. We did make it out on Halloween and saw some epic spooky displays. This is definitely a Halloween town.
Saturday, I drove our team (Gail and Bob) in my rental car out to Eloy to meet up with the Engel Organizer, Maxine and two interns to knock doors. The Democratic Coordinated Committee had “cut” the turf for us, meaning they mapped out areas for us to canvass specific voters. We don’t knock on doors unless we think they are supporters and need encouragement to vote or are possible supporters to persuade. Unfortunately, early voting had started, and they forgot to eliminate people who had already voted. Gail’s turf was only 12 doors. In addition, Gail’s area was located in a clearly wealthy development with golf courses, a nice restaurant, and, weirdly, lawn. This is the middle of the desert.
I dropped her off and Bob and I went to quite a different turf. What looked on the map like a nice grid of streets with lots of houses turned into driving door to door. Ug. My least favorite.
And it was very, very poor. The houses were dilapidated or rundown mobile homes. Many of their huge, hard pan properties had chain link fences to keep their angry, vicious dogs guarding the yard. I did have a few good conversations with voters, some I hope I persuaded to vote for Kamala and Kirsten.
Lots of the voters said they didn’t didn’t like either candidate. I tried to remind them that thousands of people died of Covid because of Trump and that he said he created manufacturing jobs and he didn’t. I also borrowed lines from Kirsten’s speeches talking about how her opponent hadn’t delivered anything for the district and supported the 1864 anti-abortion law resurrected in Arizona after the Dobbs decision. It did move some.
I did have one young woman tell me she’s voting for Trump. Now, normally I just close the conversation with a “thanks for letting me know “ because it does help. We won’t remind them to vote. In this case, I asked her why. She said, “because he’s with God”. So I said, “he’s a convicted rapist”. She didn’t respond.Les mer
Bob has some amazing photos. I pulled them off of his Facebook feed. I seem to be terrible at remembering to take photos. And he took a ton of me at the doors!
I finally got a list of supporters from the Reproductive Freedom For All or RFFA (formerly ProChoice America - NARAL). In my first days here, I was tasked with contacting organizations that had endorsed Engel but technically could not be contacted by staff. As a former NARAL staffer and with the reference of Soniran, the Organizing Director for the Engel Campaign, they agreed to let Gail, Bob and I help activate their Tucson and southern Phoenix people for a canvass in Casa Grande. Casa Grande is located sort of mid-way between Phoenix and Tucson.
We got the 1200 names on Monday and started right in dialing to recruit for a Sunday's canvass and anything else they would do in this last week and a few days of the campaign.. Whenever we had a spare hour, we were back on the phones. I do think we dialed about 400 people and found 8 new volunteers and a few who were already engaged. The hardest part was just finding someone to pick up the phone. Frankly, I was surprised we got as many as we did.
The weather finally cooled down and the campaign switched to all day canvassing. Gail went out every day knocking doors. I don't know how many people she talked with, but she was nothing short of amazing. I do think some of this was fueled by DQ Blizzards...
When Bob and I weren't on the phones or getting materials ready for the Saturday and Sunday canvasses in Eloy again and Casa Grande, respectively, we were out in a wide variety of neighborhoods knocking on doors. Some miserable low-income apartments, others decent middle class homes, and some fancy haciendas with pools. It was gratifying to see so many supporters, but the real thrill was helping a voter with information on how and where to vote. It is why we are here.
The Eloy canvass on Saturday had an unexpected crowd of locals come to canvass. Fantastic! We were able to give out all the precincts covering hundreds of doors. Our job was to make sure those Democratic supporters got out to vote. Early voting was over so we pushed hard on making sure they knew where they could either drop their ballot off or vote on Election Day.
Sunday's drive up was in a torrent of rain. It's about an hour and 20 minutes to Casa Grande and about 45 minutes of it was speed windshield wiper driving. Since we had all the materials, we had to really hustle to get there in time. We were about 2 minutes late.
A big group of RFFA volunteers showed up to knock doors. We got about 20 packets out that day covering about 700 doors. That's a big showing in a small rural town. Bob and I knocked out our first turf, ate lunch, and headed out for a second turf.
Both Eloy and Casa Grande houses were often guarded by big and not so big dogs either tied up or roaming behind fences. I would make lots of noise at the gate and while entering to make sure Fido wasn't sleeping in the yard. My first door in Eloy on Saturday included a very scary encounter with a pit bull-looking dog who was slow to come out from behind the back of the house. He scared the living daylights out of me. I let out a blood-curdling scream and got my ass out the gate with Fido barking and snarling behind me. A narrow escape.
In Casa Grande, on our second turf, I wasn't so lucky. This time I was standing outside the gate talking to the homeowner when this little fucker jumped up about 4 feet off the ground a bit me in the pinky. It drew blood in two places. It didn't hurt much, but a dog bite is a serious affair.
Bob and I went to the local Urgent Care Center where they gave me a prescription for an antibiotic and ointment. They also wanted to know about the dog's health. Because I had the owner's name, address and a photo of the dog and house thanks to the canvassing app, I called the owner to get the dog's shots status. He was not vaccinated for anything, including rabies. Ugh.
Now let me tell you a little about rabies. Untreated rabies is 100% fatal. Once you show symptoms, there is nothing you can do about, and you die. Because the little fucker had jumped up so aggressively while I wasn't even in the yard, I was not going to take any chances.
They sent me over to Emergency Room in Casa Grande for a rabies shot. It was all pretty quick and easy since I have good travel insurance. Otherwise walking into Urgent Care would have cost at least $500 and not sure how much the ER visit would have cost.
I got all my paperwork so I would have it for the next rabies shots I needed when I got back to Victoria. The protocol is you get shots on day 0, 3, 7 and 14. We called, or really Bob called Animal Control to let them know about the dog. They said they would be monitoring the dog in quarantine for 10 days.
Bob and Gail took really good care of me. I was a bit in shock and couldn't make many decisions. Gail got us food and Bob did most of the calling around and contacting Sheryl. As Bob said, that's what friends are for. I survived.
Only two more days left to get out the vote for the Dems to get Harris and Engel and Gallego and some down ballot Dems elected.Les mer
Monday before Election Day is just banging out packets - knocking on as many doors to remind them to vote tomorrow and/or drop off their ballots. After a weekend of early mornings and hours of driving, it was nice to sleep a little and just campaign.
Gail returned to Los Angeles this morning. She wanted to spend election day and especially election night with her kids. The house just won't be the same without her. She did commit to making phone calls all day on election day to turn out voters across the swing states.
All the neighborhoods ran together at this point, but Bob and I did recognize, that our turf today was the ones we had canvasses before and had spent wandering around looking for where we had parked the car on the first round. This time we made a mental note.
It is just "do" time - no thinking. I becomes a numbers game. I was not feeling so much hopeful as proud. Proud of the amazing work the organizing team did and that I had played some part in it. I feel like I offered help and some of my muscle and my experience, although really, they were doing great without my sage wisdom. I just did stuff that needed doing.
It's one of the things I love about retirement; I can be a contributor without needing to be in charge or even right. There is a luxury in that if I'm "wrong"those in charge can decide it isn't a good way to go - and that's great.
So tomorrow is the last day...Les mer
Bob and I woke up at 5:30am to get ready to get to the office by 7:00am. The plan was to get out as soon as possible to leave literature and place a big ole sticker on the door telling folks to vote today. We weren't supposed to start actually knocking until after 9am.
Bob and I each took a packet and then split a third with two apartment complexes. We banged out 3 packets before lunch.
The afternoon was driving turf - we needed to drive door to door in this very wealthy neighborhood in the Catalina foothills of Tucson. We were a well-oiled machine. Most of the folks on our list were 18 to 25 year-olds - college students who voted (mostly) by mail. I heard a few stories of very sad families who's son or daughter hadn't received their ballot in time. Most were happy to report they and their family had already voted that morning/day. One of my last few homes, a 30 something woman came to the door three sheets to the wind in preparation for the news of the evening.
I'm not sure these homes needed reminding and my/our timing may have been better used in a different neighborhood - but that's what I mean - I just don't know the strategy we needed.
At 4:30pm we knocked on our last door and headed home. Good tired.
We were invited to the VIP Election Night Party at a private club with an open bar and heavy hors d'oeuvre. It was across the street from the famous Congress Hotel where the Dems were hosting their election night party. Since I was on antibiotics, I skipped the drinks (little fucker!) but ate heavily.
The campaigns were all somewhat optimistic but nervous. Engel's numbers looked really good but, as we know, numbers change depending on where the votes are left to be counted. Diana was a nervous wreck.
I spent some time hanging out with Maxine, Taylor, Jimena, Tim and Enzo - the five fabulous organizers. They were thoroughly enjoying themselves with partners and family. It was really fun.
We left around 9pm and headed home to watch the results. It was looking grimmer and grimmer as time went on but there was still a shot when we finally went to sleep. Bob and I had to get up at 5:00am (again) to make our flights home tomorrow.Les mer
It has been 10 days since I returned home to Canada. That sounded good then and it particularly sounds good now.
Engel's numbers over the last week evaporated in Pima County which includes the part of her district in Tucson. The evidence of gerrymandering showed in her winning just over 51% in Pima. With the chunk of the university district stripped out, she lost thousand of thousands of votes that should and were in this district when Gabby Gifford held the seat.
What did blunt the blow was that we held Ciscomani, her opponent, to only 55% in Pinal County - where we had spent four days in Eloy and Casa Grande. Every other rural county, he won by over 65%. The power of grassroots work.
And we all know what happened at the federal level.
I have to say, I felt and still feel badly about what American voters decided. They knew their choices. Because I live here in Canada, I am looking at the results from a more global and Canadian perspective. What will a Trump administration do to Canada's economy, the global climate, and the fate of immigrants and refugees all over the world.
It has been six years now since I left the USA. It seemed like a crazy idea or at least an overreaction to the election of Donald Trump back then. It feels sadly prescient now. I have little hope that things will right themselves in four years. The damage done and that will be done will take at least a decade to undo.
Yesterday, I went kayaking with my friend, Karen. Sitting on the water as calm as glass, I felt myself breathe. The mountains surrounding Brentwood Bay stood green and quiet even with the passing Mill Bay ferry.
We have lots of work to do here in BC with our recent election giving the New Democratic Party just a one vote majority against a Conservative government with some pretty wacky candidates. At the federal level, Trudeau is deeply underwater. The Conservatives would win with a huge majority. Maybe I need to say home for a while.Les mer
ReisendeBon voyage! love that you blog these adventures and appreciate your service to basically the whole world in trying to nudge the USA to a better path <3