A week or two ago--I don't remember, medical school has become such a blur--I received a new voter registration card in the mail. I never did receive a return phone call from the clerk at the board of elections, but someone must have discovered that I did sign whatever I needed to sign after all. Was my vote counted? The world may never know.
I had always dismissed left-wing concerns about voting problems in America; the process has always seemed so well-controlled to me. However, after this experience, I'm a little more willing to believe that there are large numbers of people whose votes aren't being counted properly. Not, of course, because old white men in top hats twirling their mustaches and smoking cigars are pulling the strings to keep brown people down, as the left thinks, but simply because so many people can't be counted upon to do their job right. As the quotation often apocryphally attributed to Napoleon goes, "never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity."
(The title of this post is a play on the 1978 hit "Reunited" by Peaches & Herb.)
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2 comments:
Glad to hear you are back in the voting game again! What a nightmare it was.
Regarding the why of it all, as you said, it's hard to underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups.
God bless,
Laurel
And then there are vicious people in small groups like the folks doing the bogus recount in Minnesota that ultimately gave the Senate seat to Franken. The actually changed a number of ballots and arranged to double count others. With election judges like that, we hardly need both with elections any longer.
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