At 5th C, we get letters. And believe it or not, they're not all about boner pills. But most of them are. Anywho, Lechatnoir was kind, yea, brave enough to give us an inside view into the Capito fundraiser. And we should all know what went on there, since our credit card interest paid for the dickwad's house where the fundraiser was held. Lechatnoir:
To start, the only food I saw were the hors d'oeuvres trays (and the girls who were walking around with those said "no one wants to eat!"). My job was to walk around with trays of white wine... oh yeah, and there were two bars. Remember the rule at these functions: W.A.S.P.s = no food, only booze.
There was an assortment of people, most were familiar faces that wouldn't make eye contact with the waitstaff. Dicks. Lots of secret service and police. The general setup was one big house with several air conditioned tents attached. There were about 5 or 6 power generators out of sight... guess it's hard to keep all of those fat-assed republicans cool in 90 degree weather? KRT busses shuttled attendees from GW High and Holz Elem to the house. It was like all the new fashions from Geraniums and Eggplant meets public transit (wonder if that's what they mean by "hobo-chic?").
There was a point in the show where they handed out yellow tickets to be filled out one per couple/group/person for a photo op. I happened to find one of these tickets on the
bus that shuttled me back to my car-- it's pretty funny (with "description of physical appearance being VERY important"). So everyone was then informed "one ticket equals one click of the camera." I later found out that "click of the camera" was around $1100.00. So if you want to know why so skimpy on the food, there's your answer.
I took this job because, like I said before, I wanted to know how a republican function works (and the money from freelance bartending rocks!). I was told two days before the event (after my background check) that when Bushy was on his way, the service staff was going to be put in an air conditioned van behind the house (the RNC people said "We were not allowed to hear what the president had to say").
About 15 minutes before Bush arrived, the service staff (about 12 people) was herded out like cattle by a very pushy token Asian girl from the NRC. We were not told at this point how long we had to stay away from the house. Two of us asked if we could get our purses and they told us no. We got them anyway, however. We should have been told we should bring a water or something else to drink since it was so damn hot. At least we were going to have air conditioning, right? WRONG! The secret service chump ushered our bus to a driveway about 1000 yards from the house and told the bus driver to shut the doors and windows and turn the engine off while the president's motorcade passed. Ten minutes later it passed (even being that close to him made me throw up in my mouth a little). Right after, Shelley Moore-Capito's motorcade passed, then the press pool showed up.
Five minutes later, we were still not told we could leave the bus. Finally the smokers needed their nic-fix and got off of the bus, which left us wondering how long we could have had the windows open without knowing. We asked the State Trooper standing guard if we could turn the engine back on since we were dying from the heat and no water after 45 minutes. He radioed and the word was "no." After an hour, two of us asked if we could use the restroom. After some hesitation we were lead by a secret service guy to another house on the property with a bathroom. He sat outside the door while we went by the way. A few of the other girls needed to go as well, so they went to the house too. On the way back, the other girls asked the people watching over the press pool if they could have a bottle of water and again the word was "no." They were told "the press paid for this so you can't have any." Cocksuckers.
After an hour and a half on a swampy bus we asked again why we couldn't turn the air on. The reason? "BECAUSE THERE COULD BE BIOLOGICAL AGENTS IN THE ENGINE THAT COULD HARM THE PRESIDENT."
Yep. So a bunch of 20-somethings on a public bus in 90 degree weather without water, air or an estimated time of departure were going to be crafty enough to wage biological warfare on someone who was in a house out of our view 1000 yards away.
TWO HOURS later, we were shuttled back to the house to clean up the mess. We had no other options. We were kept on a need-to-know basis throughout.
The lessons I've learned from working a Republican function?
-They drink A LOT. And by a lot, I mean A LOT, LOT!! And they don't want anyone to know about it.
-They like to pray to get things started
-Most are very rude, one even called me a dumb bitch because I had to walk in front of them with a tray of glasses.
-They are VERY insincere people. Lot's of "I'm sorry we have to put you on a bus then tell you you can't have any air or water for an undisclosed amount of time."
-The tents smelled like ass
-SUPER secretive
-They're all cocksucking assholes, if I saw someone I knew last night- they are now dead to me
-Never, ever, under any circumstance vote for Shelley Moore-Capito.
Thanks, Lechatnoir, for boldly going into the WASP's nest. And nice try with those biological agents. And for those of you who fear she may have gotten a raw deal, I remind you, she did get paid--and she also got this sweet bit of swag:
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What a great post. Thanks. As one who has covered a few presidential visits, it's typical. Wranglers hired by the President love to abuse people - the press, the public, the waitstaff, the prostitutes working the crowd - and it doesn't seem to matter if the president is a Democrat or a Republican. It's why I always hated presidential visits and generally never identified myself as a journalist. I found that I had more freedom if they didn't know.
This is sadly very common, even at low-level GOP functions.
"...BIOLOGICAL AGENTS IN THE ENGINE THAT COULD HARM THE PRESIDENT."
Too late for that, don't you think? I think those biological agents were in place at conception.
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Sorry, but this type of behavior is NOT limited to the GOP. Dems are just as bad, if not worse, because to me, Dems market themselves as "for the people" when they're screwing us, too.
I worked at the capitol when Gore came during his Presidential campaign. That's when he brought Bill Cosby and after I personally witnessed the way he behaved, I can never again watch "The Cosby Show" or even believe in what he does, because he's a pompus ass. I
can't even begin to express how bad that day sucked. I had to report to work, even though the VPOTUS and his staff would be using the entire area where I worked. I didn't get into my office until 3 or 3:30 in the afternoon.
Dems drink, sleep around and treat the hired help like sh!t, too. BTDT.
Our state "leadership" isn't leadership at all. They are like mofia bosses who have everyone else by the balls. They continue to be in office because they control so many people and their livelihoods.
I agree that this sort of behavior isn't limited to the GOP, and the "Democrats" that run our state are a sad lot.
It's just more--hypocritical--when Republicans do it because they have a tendancy to wear their faith on their sleaves for political gain. Making people sit on a hot bus like that? Not so Christian, dare I say.
And I'm not so sure about the Dems marketing themselves as the "party of the people," especially when it's the Republicans rural America votes for in droves.
Well I'm just glad the Coz is an asshole to everyone. At least we know he's not a racist...
You're right though, they all suck. I don't need to know who you vote for to call you an asshole.
And H.K.- Bent Brenjamin's prayer in the bar WAS the coolest thing I've ever run away from...
"Lord, please bless this ginormous spread of booze of which we are about to imbibe. Without it's warm, soothing effect, we would be unable to forget all the people we have truly fucked right the hell over to get our millions. In our Lord's name we pray, Amen."
Bottoms Up!!
My first job out of undergrad was running a political call center. My company's largest client was the National Republican Congressional Committee. The Business Advisory Council, Businessman of the Year, Physician of the Year.... each one could be YOURS at the bargain price of at least $500. Got $5,000? Well you can attend a dinner in Washington, DC with President Bush on September 17th (::fine print:: President Bush not guaranteed to appear, unless you contribute $10,000 per person.) And Ahhhh, Tom Delay... he was in every... single.... script. I bet they are still using his name, even now. Most fucktards in the midwest are at least 2 years behind the news, and senior citizens basically think they know everything based on something they say on the Today's Show in 1996. Ya gotta love market segmentation. Anyhow, it is funny that Republicans do FAR more fundraising efforts than Democrats, but end up with less cash. How is that you ask? Because they pay unethical right wing Christian companies like mine to lie to people for the bargain price of 60% of captured funds. I couldn't have hated myself more if I was a drug rep. I ran out of that company the minute I finished grad school, and even though I quit and cussed out a VP, they still gave me a 3 month severance package in exchange for my signature on a confidentiality agreement..... yes, its that bad.
Sorry for rambling. That feels better
Very interesting stuff. Based on your original post, the entire event had a strongly manufactured smell to it (something like wood pulp, perhaps, but not as sweetly sour... more sour). But the press made it out like old G.W. was sitting around in the Oval Office and said, "Hey, lemmee call up my good buddy Shelley Moore and see if she's doing anything tomorrow... maybe we can get some grub."
I went to the John Kerry rally in Wheeling back in '04. Suffice it to say my political cherry was popped that day. Previously, when I'd seen rallies on the glass teat, people were out in the crowd holding hand-made signs and such in support of their potentate. "How cool," the virgin me thought, "they must really support this person. How wonderful to see the people of this land standing up and speaking. The system works!"
Wrong.
About ten minutes before Mr. Ketchup took the stage, a posse of workers started circulating through the crowd handing out signs for people to hold up. Yeah, they were hand-made, but not by any of the rally attendees. But they looked like it. They were all regular posterboard like you'd buy at Rite-Aid, and the slogans were slathered on by Sharpie. So they had every appearance of being made by some knuckle-dragging hillbilly in support of Mr. Ketchup, except everything was spelled correctly and grammatically correct.
So for those saying the Dems and the Grand Ole Party are roughly the same, you're right. It's all politics, and ergo, a dirty business.
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