Memo the the aimless Democrats
If you're not using the party, let us borrow it
Also in this issue
- Good-bye, mr. pitt
- Don't belive the polls
- Tommy white's crock of stuff
- Scrushy the scoundrel
- Invasion of the gooberheads
Here they come--America's Drill Team! Out front are the two high-strutting leaders, John McCain and George W, thrusting their drum-major batons and chanting "Drill! Drill! Drill!" Right behind them are the famous Marching Lobbyists of Big Oil, and--look!--prancing alongside are House minority leader John Boehner and the Merry Pranksters of the Republican caucus, doing a precision routine of call and response

Don't belive the polls
Political pollsters are very upset with you and me.
They do focus groups to frame their questions. They hire wordsmiths to get the nuances just right. They pay mathematicians to produce precise population samples. Then they pay dozens of people to ring you up and walk you through their carefully calibrated queries.
But do you appreciate any of this? No. You don’t even answer their damned calls! About a third of polling calls now go to folks who: (1) use answering machines to screen pollsters out, (2) use caller-ID to reject mass dialers like them, or (3) use cell phones, which poll-takers can’t because it’s illegal.
Uncooperative pollees are wrecking the statistical samples, which is to say that their poll results are horsehockey. To adjust for the fact that you don’t answer their calls—especially you younger, older, poorer, inner-city, or rural people—the pollsters do a little secretive statistical jig on their final reports. Even though you don’t respond . . . they simply pretend you do.
Yes, they essentially make up the numbers . . . and you wondered why the polls never seem to reflect what you think.