Obama: How DOES He Raise $55 million in One Month?
Michael Savage raised this question tonight -- how did Barack Obama raise $55 million in February?
It's an excellent question. The MEDIA seems to shrug their collective shoulders and accept this as a byproduct of Obama's "Grassroots movement."
I know from personal experience that raising money on the internet is damn near impossible ... if you're an honest guy. Now, if you're a snake-oil salesman, or a spammer, or an aggressive con artist/hot chick, or a purveyor of porn/voyeurism/prostitution ... then I could see you making money!
Now, if you're an honest guy and you find a decent method, like Damian did with PPP, you can be sure that Google will eventually "Layeth the Smacketh Down" on that candy web trick ... I've read about this for years on Addme.com -- "Oh, Google figured out how to stop this technique we've used for getting hits, but they haven't figured out THAT!" And then in three months, another technique ... then, another, and another.
Truthfully, you either have to be dishonest or so cynical about the way the internet works that you don't care about pre-internet morality and ethics. An argument ... let me rephrase, a STRONG argument can be made that, like the wild west depicted in movies, business morality and ethics practiced on the internet is not practical for most people trying to make a buck on the web.
Which brings me back to Dr. Savage's question -- how does Obama do it?
And who benefits?
I believe some people have bought into his snake-oil salesman's charm ... it seems to be a mix of "He's the new JFK!" and "He's a good speaker!" But is this grassroots religious fervor worth $55 million?
Perhaps enemies of Clinton are gleefully backing the new upstart ... perhaps the "Pink hand" is giving Obama a boost in exchange for a promises ... perhaps the corrupt Chicago political machine is working overtime....
It would be nice if the MEDIA would investigate this....
It's an excellent question. The MEDIA seems to shrug their collective shoulders and accept this as a byproduct of Obama's "Grassroots movement."
I know from personal experience that raising money on the internet is damn near impossible ... if you're an honest guy. Now, if you're a snake-oil salesman, or a spammer, or an aggressive con artist/hot chick, or a purveyor of porn/voyeurism/prostitution ... then I could see you making money!
Now, if you're an honest guy and you find a decent method, like Damian did with PPP, you can be sure that Google will eventually "Layeth the Smacketh Down" on that candy web trick ... I've read about this for years on Addme.com -- "Oh, Google figured out how to stop this technique we've used for getting hits, but they haven't figured out THAT!" And then in three months, another technique ... then, another, and another.
Truthfully, you either have to be dishonest or so cynical about the way the internet works that you don't care about pre-internet morality and ethics. An argument ... let me rephrase, a STRONG argument can be made that, like the wild west depicted in movies, business morality and ethics practiced on the internet is not practical for most people trying to make a buck on the web.
Which brings me back to Dr. Savage's question -- how does Obama do it?
And who benefits?
I believe some people have bought into his snake-oil salesman's charm ... it seems to be a mix of "He's the new JFK!" and "He's a good speaker!" But is this grassroots religious fervor worth $55 million?
Perhaps enemies of Clinton are gleefully backing the new upstart ... perhaps the "Pink hand" is giving Obama a boost in exchange for a promises ... perhaps the corrupt Chicago political machine is working overtime....
It would be nice if the MEDIA would investigate this....
posted by Skew | Thursday, March 06, 2008
8 Comments:
I think you've touched upon two reasons why he's raised so much bread:
1) We haven't had a charismatic young orator like Obama in recent memory, and he's at the right place, and the right time- this nation is mentally at its lowest, and headed towards losing its SuperPower status in upcoming decades.
2) Clinton (Bill and Hillary) haters will donate whatever needs to be done. Most are Republicans from the old days, and have the money.
Will these people call in favors if Obama is in office? Probably, but unlike the Bushes, it won't be Big Oil.
It's an OK Michael Savage rant, but if you looked at the stats of other candidates from previous elections (and include inflation), raising $55 million is out of the realm of reality.
Savage is kind of indirectly attacking the way campaigns are done. Truthfully, the West Wing TV accurately opened that can of worms years ago. Making promises, hosting expensive dinners, and, yes being a snake-oil salesman is the only way to raise money.
Bill Richardson didn't do it, and he's watching all of this on TV now.
The reason I'd rather see Obama over Hillary or McCain in the White House is because McCain is CLEARLY a Republican puppet, even though he was previously an enemy of Bush 8 years ago. He CLEARLY is a senile King. Hillary will no doubt try to seize control over EVERYTHING and meddle in our lives with crazy expensive social programs and bureaucracy. Obama's ego is large enough for him to disrespect the contributors who put him in office once he's in power.
To be fair to Savage, I didn't quote his answer to the question!
He didn't talk about the issue too much, and he said something cryptic about reading between his words ... he spent most of that night discussing the killing of the Jewish students in Jerusalem.
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In my mind while driving to work a few weeks ago, I had a mental rant about Obama -- that his popularity stems from being able to pronounce the word "Nuclear" ... that Americans want a President who can speak clearly and enunciate properly.
Based on this, I told a fellow co-worker that it was "Over," and that Barack was going to win the Primary and the Fall election.
McCain has a sing-songy speech pattern that is lame, and Hillary sounds like Selma and Patty Bouvier without the cigarettes.
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Of course, I thought Richardson was the best candidate on the Democrat side a year ago, and I thought McCain had NO SHOT.
Predicting Presidential contests is my personal kryptonite. I've always been bad at it.
Hagar gestured for the others to be quiet, and moved up the trail. The tourists were close behind him now, stumbling, banging into one another in their excitement.
"Ssssh!" he hissed.
"What's the big deal?" one said. "I thought this was a sanctuary."
"Ssssh!"
"But they're protected here--"
"Ssssh!"
Hagar needed it quiet. He reached into his shirt pocket and pressed the Record button. He unclipped his lapel mike and held it in his hand. They were now about thirty yards from the orang. They passed a sign along the trail that said bukut alam orangutan sanctuary.
This was where orphaned orangs were nursed to health, and reintroduced into the wild. There was a veterinary facility, a research station, a team of researchers.
"If it's a sanctuary, I don't understand why--"
"George, you heard what he said. Be quiet."
Twenty yards, now.
"Look, another one! Two! There!"
They were pointing off to the left. High in the canopy, a one-year-old, crashing through branches with an older juvenile. Swinging gracefully. Hagar didn't care. He was focused on the first animal.
The white-streaked orang did not move away. Now he was hanging by one hand, swinging in the air, head cocked to one side as he looked at them. The younger animals in the canopy were gone. White-streak stayed where he was, and stared.
Ten yards. Hagar held his microphone out in front of him. The tourists were pulling out their cameras. The orang stared directly at Hagar and made an odd sound, like a cough. "Dwaas."
Hagar repeated the sound back. "Dwaas."
The orang stared at him. The curved lips moved. A sequence of guttural grunts: "Ooh stomm dwaas, varlaat leanme."
One of the tourists said, "Is he making those sounds?"
"Yes," Hagar said.
"Is he ...talking?"
"Apes can't talk," another tourist said. "Orangs are silent. It says so in the book."
Several snapped flash pictures of the hanging ape. The juvenile male showed no surprise. But the lips moved: "Geen lichten dwaas."
"Does he have a cold?" a woman asked nervously. "Sounds like he's coughing?"
"He's not coughing," another voice said.
Hagar glanced over his shoulder. A heavyset man at the back, a man who had struggled to keep up, red-faced and puffing, now held a tape recorder in his hand, pointing it toward the orang. He had a determined look on his face. He said to Hagar, "Is this some kind of trick you play?"
"No," Hagar said.
The man pointed to the orang. "That's Dutch," he said. "Sumatra used to be a Dutch colony. That's Dutch."
"I wouldn't know," Hagar said.
"I would. The animal said, 'Stupid, leave me alone.' And then it said, 'No lights.' When the camera flashes went off."
"I don't know what those sounds were," Hagar said.
"But you were recording them."
"Just out of curiosity--"
"You had your microphone out long before the sounds began. You knew that animal would speak."
"Orangs can't speak," Hagar said.
"That one can."
They all stared at the orangutan, still swinging from one arm. It scratched itself with the free arm. It was silent.
The heavyset man said loudly, "Geen lichten."
The ape just stared, blinked slowly.
"Geen lichten!" The orang gave no sign of comprehension. After a moment, he swung to a nearby branch, and began to climb into the air, moving easily, arm on arm.
"Geen lichten!"
The ape kept climbing. The woman in the big straw hat said, "I think it was just coughing or something."
"Hey," the heavyset man yelled. "M'sieu! Comment ça va?"
The ape continued up through the branches, swinging in an easy rhythm with its long arms. It did not look down.
"I thought maybe it speaks French," the man said. He shrugged. "Guess not."
A light rain began to drip from the canopy. The other tourists put their cameras away. One shrugged on a light, transparent raincoat. Hagar wiped the sweat from his forehead. Up ahead, three young orangs were scampering around a tray of papayas on the ground. The tourists turned their attention to them.
From high in the canopy came a growling sound: "Espèce de con."
The phrase came to them clearly, surprisingly distinct in the still air.
The heavyset man spun around. "What?"
Everyone turned to look upward.
"That was a swear word," the teenager said. "In French. I know it was a swear word. In French."
"Hush," his mother said.
The group stared up at the canopy, searching the dense mass of dark leaves. They could not see the ape up there.
The heavyset man yelled, "Qu'est-ce que tu dis?"
There was no answer. Just the crash of an animal moving through branches, and the distant cry of a hornbill.
Michael "Savage" raised the question of how Barack Obama raised 55mil in one month?
I have a better question for Michael Savage,
How do you keep doing that show that you do five days a week without having
the men in white coats bust down the door and haul you away to the nearest mental institution ?
Im not kidding,
I once heard him say that the only way the United States will survive as a nation is if we declare a long term ground war against every nation on earth.
Get that - we should declare war against everybody all at once, why you ask ?
Because Michael Savage says its the only way we can maintain our existence as a nation.
Im serious Michael, how do you keep them from taking you to the nuthouse ?
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