I Never Went to Electoral College

But this is apparently how it works (sorry for the ads, not that we aren’t used to them by now . . .):

And this is how it doesn’t (again, sorry for the ads):

Okay. So, you should still vote, right? Because if you don’t, your electoral college buddy might just make up his or her own mind.

But I’m thinking we should bring back the Pony Express or ditch this outdated idea.

Who’s with me?

The Privilege of Being Bored

Election Day is tomorrow for those of us in the United States—if the ads, videos, pop-ups, and general hysteria wasn’t a clue.  

I was thinking of repeating my “Vote or the Stupid People Win“* post of 2010 , but last Friday, I witnessed something while standing in line for early voting that is amazingly  similar to that post,** but was far more satisfying.

I shared it on Facebook at the time, but not all of you FB—or FB with me—and I think it bears repeating:

I stood in line for an hour and twenty minutes to vote today. A woman behind me was complaining constantly to her friends about the wait and being bored and how this was why no one wanted to vote because it was always SUCH an inconvenience.

Finally, a gentleman in front of us in line turned and said in a strongly accented voice, “You know, I think it is wonderful that we are allowed in this country to stand in lines in the open and be bored waiting. The first place I ever voted, we were all too afraid of being taken away and shot.”

There was some applause and no more complaints about the wait.

Furthermore, when a woman came out to tell us that there was no waiting at another place about a mile away, few of us moved.  I don’t know why everyone else stayed, but at that moment, I felt privileged to wait.

So please, if you’re able to legally vote,  rearrange your schedule and make the effort  to have your legal say about how your country is run.

It may be inconvenient, but it’s perfectly safe.

We should all take advantage of that privilege . . . lest we lose it.

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*The lady featured in that post passed away last year.  She was an irascible, demanding, exacting patron and I miss her very much.

**I honestly can’t make this stuff up—and I’m really glad I don’t have to.

“Vote, or the stupid people win.”

This is Election Day in the U.S.

If you live here (or close by) and  have had any contact with the outside world in the last three months, you know this.

If you are eligible to vote,  you may not know how important your vote is.  It’s very, very important.

Far more important than waiting in line at the coffee shop (blasphemy), missing a good parking spot (no!), or even (gasp) Nanowrimo.

See, if you don’t vote, you are forfeiting your right as an American citizen to be in charge of your country. In effect, you’re saying, “Meh.  Whatever.”

Do we really want this country to be run by meh, whatever ?  Seriously?

One of our regular patrons came up to me yesterday and said, “Vote, or the stupid people win.”

I gave her points for shock value and nonpartisanship—as she told me, every Party thinks the other Parties are the stupid ones.  “Whatever gets them to vote,” she said.  “I don’t care how they vote, as long as they do.”

Because she grew up in a place where speaking out could get you killed—where voting could mark you and your entire family as dangerously subversive by the Powers That Be—this patron cannot conceive of anyone voluntarily giving up the opportunity to vote safely and without fear

In this country, you are the Powers That Be.  Yes, you.  By the People, for the People.  We, the People.

Remember?

So please take the time to vote today.  Not to counteract stupid people . . . necessarily . . . but to be heard.  To be counted.

To rule your own country.

Besides, if you don’t vote, you’re also forfeiting your right as an American citizen to complain about how things are run—and you don’t want that, do you?

So go get yourself one of these.  It’s a badge of responsibility, honor, and respect.