I need to visit Parliament

On my mobile phone back in Idaho I keep the phone numbers for various political figures. I find it comforting that anytime, day or night, I can ring someone up and at least leave a message on their voicemail. My most recent call was during a drunken night out at the Alberta Public House in Portland, when I decided to ring up Senator Craig and let him know what I thought of him. To the best of my recollection, the message was almost exactly this:

"Yes, hello Senator Craig, this is one of your concerned constituents. I would like you to know that you sucky suck suck. Furthermore, you...are...gay. Thank you."

And there are those who say the average citizen doesn't engage in meaningful dialogue with their political leaders anymore. Pfft.

And I've just now decided I'm going to try and sit in on a session of Parliament, and maybe even catch a Tony Blair speech if I can. But most of all I need to get the phone numbers of a few government officials so I can call them and give them the good word from a man on the street. The Pocatello streets, that is.