In my small town I waited over an hour to vote this morning. Not a big deal really, and it was sort of nice watching the neighbors be neighborly and people greeting one another with smiles and handshakes. The line moved slowly, but I eventually made it to the voter roll table where I announced my last name to the unfriendly gentlemen seated with the rolls. He flipped page after page after page until he landed on the letter he was looking for. I spotted my full name before he found my last name and I said, "That's me at the top."
I did the same thing last election and the election before that. I always tell them my last name and point at my name when I see it before they've even had a chance to find the last name I've told them. If I weren't an honest person I could very easily be committing voter fraud.
It would be all too simple to pick a random last name and then point at it claiming that it is me. They have no recourse to verify that I am not who I say I am. As long as that person hasn't voted already I would be home free.
Thank goodness I'm an honest person who believes in fair elections aka a "racist."
I'm a racist very much unlike this "election judge" in Chicago who feels like it is ok to wear Obama campaign propaganda while checkng people in to vote.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Voter ID
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