Ding Ding, Bradley Calling

Little Brother is watching you.
(And calling you at home.)

We really have to stop meeting... like this, especially. Sometimes, you should expect to run into Merkley.bots; the occasional Senate debate, local Obama events, in the gutter... brainstorming campaign tactics. But I'm having too many chance encounters with their junior attack poodle, BDunn. "Precious Bradley," as he was known in opposing circles created an attack blog - Forward Oregon - with the soul purpose of going negative on Novick (which seems to have gone dormant since the end of the Primary).

After my close encounter at June's Portland Pride fest (where he gleefully spoke of his promotion in the Merkley campaign), I didn't expect to see Bradley pounding the pavement any more. Like Peter Gibbons, I expected him to be working in a cubicle with as many as four people under him. But chance encounters continue. No quadrant seems to be safe. Last week it was downtown after an Earl Blumenauer fundraiser (although that might have been a hallucination). Last weekend, it was just around the corner from home. Creepy. He was touting the "Jeff Merkley for success up and down the ticket" pitch.

Now, he's calling me at home. Or maybe it was a girl with a high pitched voice. At any rate, somebody from his .org called the Forward Oregon campaign to elect Jeff Merkley called just a bit ago. I was asked for by name (not pseudoname). Again... creepy. If only I wasn't in the middle of dinner, I might have taken the call.

Truth be told, our household is the poster child for the do-not-call list. I don't know how Forward Boregon got my home phone, but if PB or J want to reach out and touch me again, send flowers or maybe even an email. Just ask Jeff's netroots nymph, his ex-webmistress or his media staffer from Mandate for my contact info.