Squeaker Toy rubber chicken next to song lyrics (to the tune Where o where has my little dog gone) printed on paper:
Where, oh where has our congressman gone?
Oh where, oh where can he be?
While he votes against all that we depend on
He's harder and harder to see.
Where, oh where has Rob Wittman gone?
Oh where, oh where can he be?
Behind closed doors with his billionaire friends
His tax cuts fill them with glee.
He works for us, which he seems to forget And represent us he should.
Well, in '26 we can vote him right out, And then he can hide out for good.
Cardboard Rob cutout… because real Rob ALWAYS has scheduling conflicts whenever he’s invited to speak publicly to all his constituents. Next to an empty red chair with a small POS on it.
View from mid crowd at town hall. Room was at capacity (I’m guessing over 200 people at least)
My sign text:
We are not
"political terrorists"
We are peacefully assembled, concerned citizens who have grievances that need to be redressed.
Read the 1st Amendment
We all sang a fun little song at our #EmptyChair Town Hall for #RunawayRob Wittman (R- #VA01) in #WilliamsburgVA. Great crowd! Lots more to do!
🎶 Where, oh where has our congressman gone?
Oh where, oh where can he be?
While he votes against all that we depend on
He's harder and harder to see. 🎶
