Junk mail, a rant
Jun. 3rd, 2007 07:45 pmI want to put the Health Care Reform Task Force on notice. I also want to put the Senior Citizen Reform Task Force on notice as well. Not only do I suspect that you are the same person, what possesses you to send 5 mailings a day to my father? Mailings that look like a legitimate bill. Mailings using the sleaziest form of fear-mongering rhetoric?
Your days of feeding off this one old man are over. You're going to have to find another patsy for your little get-rich quick schemes. If you were a legitimate political action group, I would think you'd be spending more time actually trying to change things inside the Beltway instead of hounding people daily for money.
Oh, And "Committee of Concerned Women"? You are really REALLY lucky I didn't slap your business reply sticker on a brick and send it back to you. Take your "Christian family values" and stick 'em where they'll do you some good. Stop calling my dad and coercing him to pledge you money. You won't see a dime from him. We WANT people to be able to get a safe abortion, and we are OK with gay marriage, too.
Other groups that send multiple daily requests for money are the Minuteman border patrol, and the Support our President and the Impeach Bush Now committees (yes, my father has sent money to both camps).
I have only one week's worth of his junk mail so far. It fills an entire "standard" cardboard file box.
I wonder how long it will take for the flow of mail to stop, after the flow of money stops.
And I hope my dad can find something else to do with his time. Because he answers these mailings and sends them money that he can't really afford to send anymore. At least I've discovered the "committee" that he and I are supposedly on, that he's been calling me in the middle of the night about. It's these damnned money requests!
I can think of nothing more loathsome than preying on the elderly, especially when they are starting to lose their mental sharpness.
If you people don't stop, I will find a purpose for the pile of cinderblocks next to my driveway. I'm sure they'll cost a lot to ship, first class.
Your days of feeding off this one old man are over. You're going to have to find another patsy for your little get-rich quick schemes. If you were a legitimate political action group, I would think you'd be spending more time actually trying to change things inside the Beltway instead of hounding people daily for money.
Oh, And "Committee of Concerned Women"? You are really REALLY lucky I didn't slap your business reply sticker on a brick and send it back to you. Take your "Christian family values" and stick 'em where they'll do you some good. Stop calling my dad and coercing him to pledge you money. You won't see a dime from him. We WANT people to be able to get a safe abortion, and we are OK with gay marriage, too.
Other groups that send multiple daily requests for money are the Minuteman border patrol, and the Support our President and the Impeach Bush Now committees (yes, my father has sent money to both camps).
I have only one week's worth of his junk mail so far. It fills an entire "standard" cardboard file box.
I wonder how long it will take for the flow of mail to stop, after the flow of money stops.
And I hope my dad can find something else to do with his time. Because he answers these mailings and sends them money that he can't really afford to send anymore. At least I've discovered the "committee" that he and I are supposedly on, that he's been calling me in the middle of the night about. It's these damnned money requests!
I can think of nothing more loathsome than preying on the elderly, especially when they are starting to lose their mental sharpness.
If you people don't stop, I will find a purpose for the pile of cinderblocks next to my driveway. I'm sure they'll cost a lot to ship, first class.
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Date: 2007-06-04 01:44 am (UTC)When we finally got him into an Alzheimer's ward in a good nursing home in 2003 my mother was finally able to get control of the whole situation and stop the money drain.
I think the two hardest things my mother had to do was admit that he was sliding into dementia and agree that she could not take care of him at home. Took us (my youngest brother and me) over two years to help her get to that point.
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