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Me and Trent by Lewis Napper
In 2000, I applied for a job as a U.S. Senator. I worked for a big company at the time and had been busily reapplying for my own job for years. So, I was in shape for it, I was a presentable Human Resource.
Turns out that Trent Lott applied for the same job at the same time. In fact, if I remember right, I think he won. Since we both applied at the same time some people jumped to the conclusion that I don't like him. But that's not true. All I wanted was a state wide election for federal office running against either one of the two big TV production companies - The Democrats or The Republicans.
I don't know Trent Lott, I've never met him. I searched his public record over pretty hard though and I didn't find any hatred in the man. I think that he went along with some of the things that he hated about the world so that he could get some of the things that we love for Mississippi. I think it must have been something like
herding cats. Maybe even bobcats.
I suspected Lott of being a racist. I didn't find any racist legislation with his name on it though, so as far as I can tell, even if it turned out to be true that he's prejudiced, he's not a
racist.
I called him Trent Spenda Lott. My bumper sticker said, Trent Not! Just say NO! Lott brought bridges and welfare and contracts to Mississippi just like he had been hired to do. Pretty good singer too.
In 2000, the big issue was Campaign Finance Reform. I proposed that we all reform it instantly by stopping it. I challenged all of the candidates in the race to reject any and all campaign contributions. I asked that they give any money they had already accepted to charity. Lott had a war chest of millions. Nobody else in the race had a war chest or a chance. So, I got every candidate in a race for the United States Senate (except one) to agree. They all pledged to reject all campaign contributions and give away any money they had already collected if all of the other candidates would do likewise. And the Democrat had a few bucks. I sent news of this to every web site, newspaper and TV channel in the country. As far as I know, only two newspapers printed it. Not the big papers, the little independent newspapers that are gone now. Even national news services that loudly professed their hatred of Lott every day wouldn't touch it. This wasn't newsworthy at the same time my TV set would not shut up about campaign finance reform?
I didn't accept any money from anyone for my campaign. I spent my own hard-earned dollars going from one end of the Great State of Mississippi to the other and back again. I spent what little time I could find away from my job talking to people about politics. I spent untold hours talking about politics with people from all over the world through email. I read excruciatingly boring things about incredibly ugly people. I video taped
C-SPAN. Soon, I was quite mad.
At the end of the year, I had two piles of mail and a book titled, Me and Trent. I thank God that I decided not to publish that book and I have sworn to God that I never will with my hand on a Bible. It was really nothing more than a collection of cuss words anyway. And soon after all this, I realized that the story wasn't in my book. The story was in the two piles of mail I received as a candidate that year.
One pile was a huge stack of expensive, glossy, professionally mastered advertising for advertising to buy. It was a collection from people who wanted to sell me bumper stickers and yard signs and TV and radio and newspaper time. And they wanted to sell me a lot of it. Election years are like a harvest for the mainstream media. If they've sowed enough iniquity.
The other pile was small and mostly hand-written. It was heartbreaking letter after heartbreaking letter from people who were suffering so desperately that they were even reaching out for help from those who never had a chance.
So you guys had your shot at me. In case you're wondering, I have no political aspirations at all. None. Less than none. I shall not seek and I will not accept.
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The Internet has a "Way Back Machine". You can go to this site and see what web sites looked like in the past. For example, here's my "stump speech", my "concession speech" and my "Campaign Finance Challenge" from 9 years ago. (As if that's "way back.") | |
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