Email letters, June 6, 2012
After hearing the nonsense coming out of the Woody Walcher campaign, I’m afraid our folksy write-in candidate is living in a parallel universe known as Woody World.
In Woody World, anything is possible.
For example, in Woody World it is possible for evil party bosses to turn 375 elected convention delegates into voting-bloc zombies, and then force them to cast 58% of their votes for a chosen candidate.
In Woody World, it is possible for a candidate to be for the convention process, before being against the convention process, and then think the party won’t notice.
In Woody World, you can say young professionals need to be brought into the party, then shut them out of the political process with accusations of inexperience.
In Woody World, being out-planned, out-organized, out-debated and out-campaigned by a member of your own party qualifies you to run against your political opposition.
In Woody World, a highly intelligent woman with a successful career, business acumen and the intellect to solve complex problems is not qualified to hold office unless she has been hanging out in the county for 45 years.
Woody World doesn’t sound like a place I want to live for the next four years.
I’m voting for Rose Pugliese.