Yeah, you! Scottie, Scottie Mayfield.
I'm calling you out, Mayfield... throwing down the gauntlet.
When I heard about several of the talks you made to other groups, particularly when you spoke to the establishment Republicans downtown and read your speech, I decided to make sure to be there when you spoke to real Republicans... those of us who have to work during the day so we can support those who won't. I was all prepared to do some serious poking if necessary, even brought a hat pin like my Granny's just in case, and attempted to recruit others to come hear you speak too. But most didn't want to come because, as my favorite TreeHugger said, to paraphrase, "I guess he'll just say what he thinks his audience wants, that's what they all do."
That wasn't what I heard, Mayfield. What I heard was a man emphatically state that the reason he's running for congress is his concern for his children and grandchildren, and the society we're about to turn over to them. That was you, Mayfield. The honesty of that statement wasn't hidden, couldn't be hidden, nor was anyone else there able to overlook it.
I can forgive you hiring a bunch of PHiTs (Political Hacks in Training) and paying them big bucks to learn on your dime. It is, after all, your dime... or dollar, which ever the case may be. I can forgive, and fully understand, not wishing to enter the fray, the possible verbal rumble, of various candidate forums... or crawling around in the mud and the blood and the beer. Some of us just aren't built that way. I can fully understand wanting to speak to groups by yourself so they can meet you and see who you are for themselves. I watched you interface with a diversity of people from that cat with sweat pants and sneakers, a couple day's growth of beard and shirt tails hanging out the same as the guys wearing suits... women the same as men.
What isn't forgivable is the Blasé Bob, plain vanilla demeanor of your campaign. Vanilla might be Mayfield Dairy's best selling ice cream flavor, but it's everyone's best seller. I've bought many a gallon of it myself... along with cherries, bananas, pineapple, mandarin oranges, peaches, pears, nuts, chocolate syrup, caramel syrup, Reese's cups, semi-sweet chocolate chips and hunks, butterscotch bits, M&Ms, Oreo cookies, pickles and all those other things we use to jazz it up. However, it's my considered opinion that Claussen's barrel cured pickles go much better with chocolate than vanilla. I do have children, you know, and the worst deal I ever made with my children's mother was that if she'd have the babies I'd have the cravings so she wouldn't have such a difficult time regaining her girlish figure afterward. I'm still trying to get back to my slim, trim, and athletic svelteness after all these years.
You're a salesman, Mayfield. Act like it. We both know that no customer or prospective customer will buy what we have if we don't have a passion for the product we're selling. Where's the passion for your product, you? You know full well how to do a positive sell. When are you going to start doing it?
You have one opponent who claims to be a small businessman. Really? A collections attorney? What's he ever had to negotiate? What business has he ever grown and had to maintain? His history thus far in Congress has been, at best, pusillanimous when he can't even stand up to the establishment's so-called leadership and, in fact, rolls over and shows his belly when they scream. Don't the taxpayers of District 3 have a right to representation in Washington, D.C., by someone who isn't going to be just another one of the poltroons?
Another opponent has the absolute audacity to put himself in the same category as our nation's finest, those who go off to war so the rest of us can sleep safely at night, our nation's Warriors... and he's served with them, uh, where? From the safety of an office in, uh, downtown Chattanooga? The office he started with, uh, what? He may be able to party like a congressman, but also needs to learn those cowboy boots of his just don't make him "a knight without armor in a savage land."
I hope Johnny Western will forgive borrowing a line from his ballad.
You have first hand experience with government over-regulation, and the cost that can't be given back to employees in pay or benefits as a result. When are we going to hear you address that issue?
You have first hand knowledge of the crippling effects of high taxation, and how it stifles business growth. When are we going to hear about that too?
When are you going to start tooting your horn, Mayfield? Why should any of us support you?
Where's that passion we saw when you personally introduced Mayfield Dairy's Turtle Tracks and Moose Tracks ice cream, the passion that caused me all those years of pithyness from Ms. Suzzi as we shared carton after carton of both... and she groused about not getting any of the good stuff? I eventually had to start hiding a carton of vanilla down in the sink so she thought her bowl was coming from the same container as mine.
Life can be tough when your dog is the smartest one in the family.
You tell us you're concerned about your children and grandchildren? How about the children and grandchildren of your employees, Mayfield? How about the children and grandchildren of the tax paying, and sometimes voting, citizens of Tennessee Congressional District 3?
Which, exactly, of your opponents is more qualified than you, Mayfield?
Which of your opponents has run a company of close to 2,000 employees with its own transportation division, negotiated real contracts, dealt with government regulatory functionaries, and actually had to show a profit? Which of your opponents has ever had some government functionary, who knows nothing about his business, come in and tell him what he will and will not do? Which of your opponents has ever been in a barn, much less shoveled one out?
Which of your opponents can even find Frostbite, Tn., on a map much less has been there? Understanding that Frostbite is just over the line out of District 3, many of those who visit the Frostbite Store still live in the district... but your opponents will continue to court the voters of metropolitan areas rather than lower themselves to visit with rednecks and farmers.
You threw your hat in the ring, Mayfield. You're a salesman. Now go out there and sell... yourself.
Don't you owe something to the constituents of District 3 for all the effort we've had to expend working off Mayfield ice cream? Heck, I've even had to break a sweat a few times.
I'm sure glad nobody ever saw that...
Royce E. Burrage Jr.
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Mayfield has thrown away an almost assured win by simply not acting on anything. I expect that if he truly wanted the position he will be looking back with high regret at his inability to speak up in any fashion.
Anyone who can't get off the pot to get elected isn't going to stand a chance in Washington. Too little too late instant comes to mind when I see his campaign signs. Usually the lame duck period is associated with the end of an elected officials term not prior to even being elected