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This Tuesday [1], we folks in the Fifth Massachusetts Congressional District get to vote in primary elections, winnowing the field of folks who want to replace Congressman Marty Meehan (who decided he liked being chancellor of UMass-Lowell better). So I've been bombarded with "vote for me!" junk mail and advertisements. Plus, of course, there are the robocallers - those "wonderful" bits of modern technology that can automatically call thousands of peoples' home telephones with a recorded spiel of the wonderful things that Pat Politico will do for the district once elected. However, not all those robocallers recognize when they get an answering machine. The better ones do and wait for the beep before they deliver their spiel. But the cheap ones don't; they just start talking.

Such was the case for the call I found on my machine this afternoon. The message was some man's voice earnestly promising me that he'd fight for change in Washington, and telling me that he would deeply appreciate my vote. Unfortunately for this candidate, his robocaller must have started playing his message as soon as my answering machine picked up, talking over my message that I wasn't available at the moment. Which meant that the start of Candidate X's message - presumably the part where he gave his name - didn't get recorded.

Oh, well. I probably wasn't voting for him anyway. Whoever he was.

[1] Yes, that does mean that the primary election is the day after Labor Day. A silly idea, but there you go.

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