Tuesday, November 8, 2016

This Is It

I’ve got nothing more to say about the campaign.  Now it’s your turn.

There are only two requirements:

  1. You must be registered.
  2. You must go to vote at your correct location.

If you’re not registered, check and see if your state allows same-day registration.  If not, then go back to bed.  If you are registered but not sure where to vote, check here.

I honestly don’t care who you vote for.  I mean it.  All that really matters is that you vote.  If you don’t, then I will expect you to keep your mouth shut for the next four years if things don’t go the way you wanted.  You forfeited that right when you stayed home.  So go.

And if you already did, either by absentee or early voting, thank you.  Sit back, relax and wait with the rest of us.


7 barks and woofs on “This Is It

  1. I voted last week at a branch library nearby. Total elapsed time, entry to exit: about 20 minutes. I passed there yesterday on the way home — the line was out the door (from the second-floor polling place) and down to the end of the block.

    Glad I got it taken care of when I did.

  2. Even better: we two voted absentee for the first time at the urging of a Clinton campaign worker bee who came to the door, handed me a couple of mail-in applications and said it was important to do it this way this year. Now, to my amazement, I’m sold on this easy, civilized way of casting a ballot. You have the party endorsements near at hand – judges are the most obscure, usually – and you can do this at your leisure day or night. I hope to see the day when elections are conducted by mail as they are in Oregon. I’ve never understood why voting takes place on a weekday Tuesday anyway. No wonder so few Americans vote.

  3. I went to the polls. There were four people ahead of me. I got a little tear in my eye when I voted because I have never had the opportunity to vote for a woman for president before. Now I will join all of you and we will wait.

  4. As to Tuesday being election day, what I’ve read is that the original idea was that it be on Sunday, so that people farming out a ways from town would have Saturday to travel in. This was nixed because the god-bothers didn’t want to profane the Sabbath. So Tuesday it was, with Monday reserved for travel.

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