Virginia state Senator Ken Cuccinelli (R-37), a/k/a “The Cooch” and “SenKen” invited me to participate in a blogger conference call today.
I had hoped to report the ins and outs and happenings of what promised to be a prelude to an announcement of his candidacy for Attorney General of Virginia.
Instead, I can only offer a very different report.
Truth be told, I almost was not invited even though I am a blogger and a constituent…apparently the staff thought I was a Democrat. That idea was dispelled, I was sent the number and the access code, and at 1158 I dialed in…and was greeted by the Cooch himself!
In a spirit of good fellowship, I said “Is this Ken Cuccinelli, the next Attorney General of Virginia?” Response, “Yep”.
Since it was just the two of us, he decided to try the “mute” feature for the conference call to see if it worked…and if “working means” it was to cut me off from speaking to him. He muted, I heard a message that I was muted, he came back on, and he could not hear me.
I can only think my wife will be ordering one of these soon.
He announced he was calling back in, and somehow I got cut off. I called back in, got access, heard some voices-none of whom could hear me-and was again cut off.
This time the redial attempt(s) on the land line were not successful. Each attempt led, after a long silent pause, to the
“fast busy” tone that typically means the system is loaded down or some technical difficulty is being enjoyed.
I attempted to reconnect using my cell phone, and was told that all circuits were engaged.
So, it appears that I have reclaimed the time intended to be on the conference call to post a blog piece about how I was excluded from the conference call due to Coochian selected technology.
It has been quite a few days…Judy Feder wants money to respond to GOP attacks but cannot tell us what the attacks were, Cooch’s staff somehow thinks I am a Democrat (Lowell still is amazed by this), and then SenKen’s tinkering allows him to cut me off from a conference call he invited me to be part of…normally it takes me several hours, bad singing, and lots of grain products to get me evicted from an event…
…This is all before I get to talking about the upcoming arthroscopic surgery.
As they used to say on Hee Haw:
Doom, despair, and agony on me
Deep dark depression, excessive misery
If it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all
Doom, despair, and agony on me!
Had I been allowed to participate, I would have asked about geographic balance and what the GOP must do to get better numbers in Northern Virginia (among other questions)…now, I will simply sit and think on what might have been.
Whatever happens on the conference call, a good luck from here to my state senator on his apparent and tentatice upcoming candidacy!