I want to apologize to my supporters for the snail pace of my door-to-door campaign thus far. It hasn't improved much, to date. I have made the mistake of treating this endeavor in an ad hoc way; in other words being a little impulsive, even though there are schedules, instead of treating it like a 9 to 5 job, more or less. I promise the 30th District of Washington that I will make the adjustments necessary to improve my performance, but at least I started this task early enough in the election season to have more than enough time to readjust.
Since it's been decades since I last went door-to-door, I'm re-learning that you have to treat this like going to a regular job, including setting an alarm clock, making preparations 24 hours before the next scheduled round of campaigning, and realizing that there are consequences for not showing up (in this case, losing the election as opposed to being fired from a job).
At least this blog, FW Politics, doesn't whitewash the truth, and we let both our supporters and nemeses know exactly what's going on with the campaign. This blog is very truthful, probably a little too candid, as will be my service if I win the election.
Finally, the story of how I went into politics is simple. In 1964, when my mother, Ellen Greene (1933 - 2006), and I were discussing this when I was in the 4th grade, my mother wanted me to be a priest, but I didn't find that lifestyle particularly attractive, and I told her I wanted to be a politician instead. We went back and forth over this for a while, but she relented finally, and gave me a book about politics that same year. I took this as, of course, letting me be my own person, and she was actually my campaign manager many years later for my 2nd run for Congress in Alaska, in which I won the primary for the 2nd straight time by an overwhelming 65% of the vote, but lost the general election, again.
It was no coincidence that the greatest percentage of votes that I ever received in an election coincided with Mom being my campaign manager. She said that I would succeed (in politics), and to this day I am inspired by her confidence in me, but that success hasn't actually happened yet, and won't until I win.
- Mark Greene for Representative (Website) - U.S.M.C. Veteran
Since it's been decades since I last went door-to-door, I'm re-learning that you have to treat this like going to a regular job, including setting an alarm clock, making preparations 24 hours before the next scheduled round of campaigning, and realizing that there are consequences for not showing up (in this case, losing the election as opposed to being fired from a job).
At least this blog, FW Politics, doesn't whitewash the truth, and we let both our supporters and nemeses know exactly what's going on with the campaign. This blog is very truthful, probably a little too candid, as will be my service if I win the election.
Finally, the story of how I went into politics is simple. In 1964, when my mother, Ellen Greene (1933 - 2006), and I were discussing this when I was in the 4th grade, my mother wanted me to be a priest, but I didn't find that lifestyle particularly attractive, and I told her I wanted to be a politician instead. We went back and forth over this for a while, but she relented finally, and gave me a book about politics that same year. I took this as, of course, letting me be my own person, and she was actually my campaign manager many years later for my 2nd run for Congress in Alaska, in which I won the primary for the 2nd straight time by an overwhelming 65% of the vote, but lost the general election, again.
It was no coincidence that the greatest percentage of votes that I ever received in an election coincided with Mom being my campaign manager. She said that I would succeed (in politics), and to this day I am inspired by her confidence in me, but that success hasn't actually happened yet, and won't until I win.
- Mark Greene for Representative (Website) - U.S.M.C. Veteran
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