You don't call, you don't write

On the contact form on the White House web site, why does it ask if I want a response--then never respond? I'm polite, I brush my teeth and bathe.

If I were in high school once again, I'd see this as symbolic of the Obama WH who really don't care what anyone thinks, especially "their base" and who send the contact form information out to a black hole way out there. Any wonder they lost my support?

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    I wrote just asking them to respond and suggesting they at least have a form. Let's see if they just don't like the Drimmers.

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