I took a road trip to Pennsylvania Saturday, to canvass for the Obama Campaign and thought I’d share my impressions. Canvassing is a very effective way to personalize a political campaign- it basically involves knocking on doors in a specific neighborhood (also called a turf) based on a list of potential voters. Canvassing targets potential voters of all affiliations, so it’s not a given that you’ll be received kindly by everyone which makes for some interesting exchanges.
I was paired up with Simone, a 20 year old Hood College Student and we were assigned a “turf” which included a trailer park, a neighborhood directly adjacent to a fancy country club, an apartment complex and a convalescent home for elderly people…. Our day started at the apartment complex where we had a list of about 20 targets. We quickly discovered that most of the names on our list no longer lived in the apartments and instead, we ended up talking to the new inhabitants of the apartments. We met Harry, a fifty something African American male wearing a beautiful very intricately carved wooden cross. When asked about his political leanings, he excitedly talked about Barack Obama. He knew quite a few things about Barack and that was very encouraging. I marked him down as a “1″ (definite Obama Supporter) and when I was just about to move on, he said ” I do have one quesiton and I am almost embarrassed to ask it…” I expected a question about Barack’s faith or his tax policies. Instead, Harry confessed that he hadn’t yet registered to vote and he didn’t know how to go about it. We were able to supply him with a voter registration form, stressing that the registration deadline was just 6 days away. It’s these kinds of encounters that make canvassing such a rewarding experience. The very next door we knocked on was opened by 2 little girls, about 5 and 7. When their dad came to the door, he seemed very nervous and when we asked about who he was planning on voting for, he said that he “couldn’t vote”.. We had him down on our list as a registered democrat and when I pointed it out, he said that he was worried that his vote might lead to problems because his wife was in the country illegally. Someone had told him that voter records were commonly used to track down undocumented immigrants. I couldn’t confidently say that this wasn’t true but I did my best to persuade him that i thought it was highly unlikely that his voting record would be used in that way. We were treated very nicely by every single person living in the apartments, even those who had no interest in talking politics.
Next, we moved on to Country Club Lane (the actual name of the road!).. The contrast could not have been more noticeable. The houses on Country Club Lane were spacious and very nicely kept up. Every house had a sizable yard with perfectly manicured lawns. We talked to a lot of people on Country Club Lane, the McCain supporters were short but polite and I did manage to draw one gentleman into a discussion about Sarah Palin which was fun. I’d say that the ratio was 80% republican and the last house we approached had a big SUV in the driveway, with a “Go Army” sticker and little American flags stuck in the planters lining the front walk. I decided that this was going to be another republican household but was quickly reminded that I shouldn’t be so judgemental. The gentleman who opened the door looked like a drill seargent.. tall, shaved head, incredibly fit and a little intimidating. I launched into my speech and asked him if he’d decided who he was going to be voting for. I was prepared for the rejection that was sure to come but instead, a great big grin spread over his face and he said ” The entire household, including 2 active military are going to be voting for Obama”. He also mentioned that he was a lifelong Republican and that the Iraq war is what “put him over the edge”.. He asked us about our experiences walking his neighborhood and laughed when i told him that I had the door shut in my face so many times, I was beginning to understand the pains of a door to door vacuum cleaner salesman.
We moved on to our next destination.. Sunset Valley Nursing Home. Our target list had 9 names on it, the youngest person being 71. We went inside and tracked down the nursing supervisor and explained that we’d like to speak to some of her residents. We showed her the list and she immediately pointed out 3 folks that had “expired”, one just last week. 3 others had advanced stages of Alzheimers and one was on a ventilator. We ended up talking to just one resident, Ralph Stoner who was in his eighties but fairly alert and a passionate John McCain Supporter.
We saved the trailerpark for last. Most of the doors we knocked on were not answered and then it started pouring and we both secretely wanted to give up. But, we kept soldiering on and were finally rewarded by an opening door. When we explained the reason for our visit, the gentleman who opened the door gave us a quizzical look and said “Barack Who??” He wasn’t registered to vote, wasn’t interested in the election but still seemed happy to talk with us. We talked to a few very nice people, most of them McCain supporters. We did find a couple of Obama supporters, including a retired factory worker who was playing classical music on her electric piano when we knocked on her door.
We returned to the Campaign office having knocked on countless doors, a little wet but happy with our accomplishments. The campaign will use our findings ( we “rated” every encounter) to identify which voters need to be contacted again, which ones should be removed from the target list (dead people, solid McCain supporters) and which need extra attention (those who haven’t made up their mind).
I learned a lot yesterday and really enjoyed my canvassing partner, Simone. We are talking about heading to Virginia next weekend to do this again.