by Reverse Engineer, Doomstead Diner
Diner Admin and Author of the Chasing the Squirrel Blog K-Dog, who lives in the Super Tuesday staate of Washington, cast his Ballot today in one of the Ballot Boxes sprinkled around the city of Renton, which is one of the Seattle Suburbs.
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Nowadays there is no more going to the local Elementary School and going inside a Drape Covered Booth and pulling a lever. First they went to Postal Mail voting, then when that turned out to have a lot of problems (not to mention election fraud), they started dropping down these boxes around town where you go to drop down your vote anytime after you get your Ballot in the mail. Obviously there still can be Fraud with this system also, but hopefully it is slightly less.
Here on the Diner most of us make no secret of who we support in an election, and Diner Support leans heavily toward Bernie Sanders & Liz Warren. A couple of Bloomberg Supporters sprinkled in also. About nobody supprts Uncle Joe Biden, and DEFINITELY there are no Diners who support Trumpovetsky. lol. Or at least they won’t admit it publicly.
Mayor Pete Buttegieg also quit the race today, cutting down the number of so-called “moderate” Democrats (really corporate sellouts), which should help Uncle Joe at the DNC, but a Brokered Convention still looms as a possibility. In that sort of scenario, the “Super Delegates” become very critical. A Unified Ticket of Bernie & Liz also is a possibility., with the one with the higher number of delegates taking the POTUS spot, and the other one as Veep.
As for me, although I support both Bernie & Liz, regular Diners know I don’t vote. I never have. At the age of 11 years old right after returning from Brazil, Bobby Kennedy was assassinated. At that moment, I lost hope that the Amerikan political process would ever be fair and I decided not to participate in it that way. I do however make my voice heard, and have done so since my teenage years as a Pirate Radio Talk Jockey when I excoriated Tricky Dick Nixon on my show every Saturday night after midnight, when we fired up the Transmitter. We only reached Queens and Long Island mostly, although we could reach Manhattan if we turned the antenna around.
Today with the internet, the potential is there to reach many more people than that. Thus I run the Doomstead Diner.
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