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Annotated List: the 31 Democrats demanding Tax Cuts for the Rich, and their Latest Fundraiser Ticket Price

The 31 Democrats who just demanded that the rich get a tax cut are an interesting bunch. Consider their latest fundraisers. How much does it cost to get in?

If you want to get close to Jason Altmire, try paying $5,000 to “Host” one of the breakfasts he likes to hold at a DC wine bar. Sorry, the price isn’t tax deductible, but if you can afford the fee you can also be assured that Rep. Altmire is working hard to give you a good ROI.

John Barrow is one of the 31 Democrats who demanded tax cuts for the wealthiest Americans while the rest of us struggle to get by. If you’re one of Rep. Barrow’s constituents and you’re having trouble finding him, try looking inside a DC lobbyist’s office. He likes to hold parties there, but you’ll have to pay $500-$1000 to get in.

Melissa Bean of Illinois held a swanky event at Trump International. To get in, you were expected to contribute $2,400 to $5,000. I expect you have that much in change on your kitchen counter, don’t you?

Sanford Bishop loves oysters on the half shell and campaign contributions of $500-$5,000.

Dan Boren appreciates so much the use of a lobbyist’s Capitol Hill townhouse for his fundraising dinners. Cost: $5,000 to host, $2,500 to co-host.

Rick Boucher, you just demanded a tax cut for very rich people. Where are you going? Right: a reception with $2,400 host fees.

Thanks to your contributions, Allen Boyd just knocked off a challenger who said he was going to fight for the working people in Florida’s 2nd district. Working people are such chumps, aren’t they? Don’t they know the real money’s in capital investment? Speaking of capital investment, make your latest check out for $1,000 – $5,000, please. Thank you so much.

Travis Childers‘ entry fee for a fundraiser: $500-$5000, depending on how close you want to get.

Jim Cooper‘s price at an Ivy Street DC event: $500 to $2500.

Last night, Jim Costa asked supporters to bring $1,000 – $5,000 checks to a hotel room in Washington DC, shortly after he signed that letter demanding tax cuts for America’s richest.

Lincoln Davis had a fun lobbyist lunch recently at Club 116. That’s not in Tennessee’s District 4, which Davis is supposed to represent. No, it was in Washington, DC, which a much more convenient location for Davis’ donors. The cost of lunch was tiered by the Davis campaign: $500-$5000 on a sliding scale.

Why go all the way home to Indiana when there are so many rich people in Washington, DC, ready to thank you for pushing their tax cut? Joe Donnelly stays put in DC and only asks $1500 per head.

When Brad Ellsworth isn’t issuing demands that the richest Americans get a tax cut in the middle of a recession, he can be found swilling wine at the Monocle Restaurant with his friends (admission $1,000-$2,500). Turn-ons: Long Island Oysters on the half shell. Turn-offs: those filthy beggars outside on the sidewalk, always asking for spare change while you wait for the limo.

When Stephanie Herseth-Sandlin needs money after a long day of doing tax favors for rich people, she goes straight to the source: last night it was the Washington Court Hotel in DC, where she found a room full of people holding $1,000-$5,000 checks, all in gratitude for her service.

Nobody who rolls her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow selling cockles and mussels is welcome at the Molly Malone’s fundraiser in DC for Jim Himes. Fishmongers can’t afford the $500-$2500 entrance fee.

Ann Kirkpatrick‘s asking price: $500-$1500 at breakfast.

Make your checks payable to Ron Klein for Congress if you want to get in the door to a lobbyist’s Capitol Hill townhouse for Klein’s “reception” in five days’ time. But please, write “Attention 4C Partners LLC” on the envelope. The handlers, who specialize in building “relationships and intimate knowledge of the political landscape,” will take care of all the messy details for Rep. Klein. Also be sure to thank Ron Klein for slashing your heavy tax burden as you make out the $1,000 check.

If you want to do lunch with Frank Kratovil, bring $500-$2500.

Jim Marshall is a frequent guest at the Sonoma Wine Bar, which is neither in Sonoma California nor in the state Marshall nominally represents, Georgia. It’s a drinking spot in Washington, DC. The cost to drink with Marshall is $1,000.

Jim Matheson of Utah — his latest fundraiser was at Johnny’s Half Shell in Washington, DC, where Political Action Committee representatives paid $5,000 for some face time. Everyone else was expected to pay $1,500 – $2,000 for admittance.

Invitations to a party in honor of Mike McMahon made sure to mention his Transportation and Infrastructure Committee membership, a membership very valuable to business. The party wasn’t in his district — district visits are for chumps. The money’s in DC, baby, and you had to pay $1000-$2500 to get in.

To find Mike McIntyre next week, head to the coast. Not the North Carolina coast. No, go to Tortilla Coast in Washington, DC. To get in the door and see McIntyre, you’ll need a check made out for $500-$5000. Don’t worry: if you’re rich enough to matter, your tax benefit from McIntyre’s advocacy stands to be much larger.

Walt Minnick‘s price at posh DC Hotel George: $1500 – $5000.

Pay $1000 – $5000 to see Harry Mitchell in DC at Bullfeathers.

Pay Glenn Nye $500-$5,000 at breakfast on Capitol Hill and you can be one of the Friends of Glenn Nye.

Gary Peters of Michigan had a nice breakfast spread laid out at a hotel just north of Capitol Hill. Yummy, yummy: that sausage will cost you $500-$5,000.

No fewer than 22 lobbyists are throwing Earl Pomeroy a big fundraising party in a DC hotel ballroom next week, with an entrance fee of $1000-$5000.

Matt Brow and Geoff Werth aren’t from Arkansas, but they’re two of Mike Ross‘ most important constitutents. Brow and Werth are federally registered corporate lobbyists. In a week and a half they’ll be feeding Mike Ross steak at Charlie Palmer’s in DC. If you have $1500 to $5000 to spare, you could be part of the party too.

John Salazar‘s cost at a fundraiser held in a lobbyist’s townhouse: $500 if you want to be a “friend,” $2,500 if you want to be a “patron,” and $5,000 if you want to be a “host.” Sounds parasitic, doesn’t it?

Cost of a night with Zack Space: $1,000 to $5000. Benefits of lower a lower tax bill: priceless.

Harry Teague is asking $2,500 a head for the privilege of meeting him at a DC restaurant and participating in an unspecified “discussion.”

They’d like to ask for more upfront, but that would be illegal under campaign finance law. Don’t worry, there are soft ways of sending them money unseen. They’ll see to your tax bill around back. Look for a smoke-filled room.

5 comments to Annotated List: the 31 Democrats demanding Tax Cuts for the Rich, and their Latest Fundraiser Ticket Price

  • Horatio

    Q: How can these politicians so openly cater to the super-rich financial elite?

    A: Most of their constituents aren’t paying attention to anything but campaign commercials on TV.

  • Tom

    A#2: They know “which side of their bread the butter’s on.”

    A#3: It’s the way the system works (wealth = access to power).

    Corollary to first answer: The constituents who are paying attention but don’t like what they see can vote for the other major candidate who’s doing the same thing (effectively making political choice a popularity contest for the rubes; while the wealthy give to both sides so that their interests are covered either way). If a third party candidate happens to get elected, he gets a visit from the heavy hitters from both sides when he takes office and is soon convinced to “do the right thing”; aisle scretch yore beck if yow scretch moin, know wa die meen (wink, wink, nudge, nudge) say na more, eh?!”

    i think that about covers why these DINOs vote in opposition to “Democratic” principles on occasion.

  • Tom

    It’s not supposed to explain why most Democrats think like Democrats are supposed to think (and act), only why the bunch that didn’t, didn’t. It does however explain why our faux democracy doesn’t work the way it was designed.

  • THE CLIENT IN A BOX

    THE CLIENT

    In the basement is a large box; numbered just so, in consecutive, with 20 or thirty legal length files inside. Those files are elongated, scarred and marked up as though a graffiti artist got a hold of them. Inside are the hopes and dreams of that client a lawyer had a few years or decades ago. Now it is just a memory in that box, a memory soon to vanish.

    The Clients show up at our door intimidated or maybe even chastened that they need the help anyway. A few pleasantries in the waiting room are exchanged where comfortable chairs and sterile surroundings don’t help the process. A ‘new client’ information form is filled out with necessary data supplied.

    Perfunctory greetings turn the clients to the door of the lawyer’s sanctum, his or her office, where there is an offer to the clients to sit down in those infernal client’s chairs. A momentary pause, a rustling of papers, a client’s nervous glance at the graduations on the wall and the lawyer-furniture sparsely sprinkled around. (Is this [damn] lawyer any good………?? Shouldn’t I just do this myself………??)

    The lawyer looks up and asks about the troubles that brought the clients to this carpeted place.

    Information is traded and the lawyer grunts; pauses to mentally determine if this is one to make money on. Is there largesse here, or must the lawyer wait for the next appointment at the door?

    After just such a meeting, my senior partner and I went for coffee wringing our hands as scrooge would have done, glancing furtively from side-to-side as we walked with arrogant smiles on our contorted faces. Sure, we were sorry their son had died while taking his first flying lesson, but we were really thinking what a wrongful death of a 12-year-old would get in the forum of just desserts. We both massaged our hands in that gleeful, disdainful, pitiful way. Both of us had greenback dollars in our irises as we mentally peered into our future.

    Those clients later escaped us into more promising fields of legal redress and we both knew it was because of our anticipated greed which was without real care about this young man; his family, the loss of promise and comfort.

    That marked-up file goes to the shelf, then the archives, to the box, the shredder and then the pyre. There, in silent repose are the hopes and dreams of the ages being carted off to the storage shed where it will stand upright for years inside the box with markings of follow-up dates, priorities, telephone numbers and then nothing before that fire.

    The file retention requirements, perhaps, will make us reexamine what happened here sometime in the future. When those recollections are gone, when time moves on and we can destroy this artifact, this artifact to what? This was a client! We will soon forget them over time and ourselves as we move on to oblivion. But, that 12 year old boy deserves better than ourselves and this, our profession: a money grubbing trade; not an arm of justice.

    The client. A life, but a blur. A file. A box of uncertain retention. A lot of pushing and shoving with very little justice. Then nothing.

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