A Remarkable Political Season


I was astonished to realize it’s only about 31 shopping days until the election. It feels wrong.

Is it the weather? It’s not that cold: it can’t be election weather. It’s certainly not see your breath at 6am November weather.

Is it because we haven’t had daylight savings time yet? Is that the problem?

Nope.

It’s because I have not received a single political robo-call this year.

I can only assume the lack of calls is because this year I signed up for Nomo-Robo. That’s the cable service that listens to see if a call is being blasted to multiple landline phones, identifies that as a robo-call, and hangs up after one ring.

(Yes, I’m keeping my landline. Call me after the apocalypse and I will invite you to a raccoon steak dinner.)

I do get get multiple one-ring calls a day. Much more tolerable than multiple political robo-calls a day. If I turn down the ringer and skip the calls that appear to come from my exchange (that’s the first three digits, children) — it almost seems like it isn’t election season.


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