Jon Ossoff?

Frankly, we’re confused. When Jon Ossoff emailed you, we were sure grassroots Democrats would answer his call. But that’s not what happened.   We’re STILL trailing in early votes. We’re STILL up against MILLIONS from Republicans and their Super PACs. And we’re STILL lacking the resources to fight back.      STAND WITH JON OSSOFFWe need to make sure EVERY Democrat gets out and votes for Jon. Listen, we’re BEGGING. We need your help to save our chances of handing Trump his first big loss. Will you answer Jon’s call and help us hit 12,5OO gifts before the week ends? Chip in $1 right now to elect Democrats like Jon:    Chip in $1 immediately >> Chip in $35 immediately >> Chip in $50 immediately >> Chip in $100 immediately >> Chip in $250 immediately >> Or donate another amount >>

Thank you, DCCC -------------------------------

Dear DCCC:

You guys amaze me:  First, you pick a candidate who has a name that sounds like something done by sexual deviants and objectionable in polite company.  He does not live in the district, as required by law, you don't spend a few hundred bucks to move him into an apartment in it.  Instead, you beg for and spend millions in "hate Republican" ads and brag how you are going to hand President Trump, "...A massive defeat!!!"  One Congressional District?  This is a mouse roar; a squeak!

John Ossoff has an inflated resume', a Democratic characteristic, tradition and attractant for kinds of scumbags that can work poor neighborhoods for votes from illegal aliens and cemeteries for names of dead Republicans who will become Democrats forever.  That was the fate of my Republican grandfather in Cook County, Illinois, for an insult I choose never to forget. 

Georgia Six was part of Newt Gringrich' old Congressional District and may have some iconic value to DC folk, but 99% of the voters don't care and never will.  You are only documenting your separation from reality.  Why should we vote for such people?

Here you ask us to "chip in," which is gambling jargon flashing the image of tough-looking men in suspenders, puffing cigars, tending small glasses of amber fluid on a table piled with playing cards, stacks of Poker chips and piles of banknotes in a haze of blue smoke. 

The whole scene is borderline repulsive, vomit time! Smacks of "Old boy Southern Politics!"  No thanks Jon Ossoff.

Adrian Vance