The Oklahoma Primary is today so I got up bright and early to exercise my civic duty. I went to the polling location anticipating the excitement of seeing the democratic process in action. I anticipated throngs of people just like me waiting to rock their vote! Turns out I was the only one ready to get their vote rocked. It was me and the three people staffing the place. They were as old as my grandmother and I’m pretty sure one of them wasn’t even part of the process as opposed to just some lost elderly guy.
I wasn’t going to let the apathy of my town’s citizens get me down though.
I went ahead and took my ballot after the woman working verified who I was. The crazy thing is that she didn’t ask for my ID or voter card. I just signed the paper. That’s some quality voter fraud thwarting right there. “What’s the best way to make sure nothing bad happens?” “Uh, get Gladys to look over the books. She’s got horrible eyesight and rarely checks people’s IDs so I’m sure nothing bad will happen.”
With patriotic ballot marker in hand I wielded my pen like a mighty decision making sword of justice! That’s pretty much what it is when you’re ROCKING YOUR VOTE! YEAH! In all actuality it was just a cheap ass marker that smelled faintly of black licorice. Black licorice and ROCKED VOTES!
When it comes to who gets my rocked vote, this decision is one that should not be made hastily. It should be made with much consideration after researching every candidate and what it is they bring to the political table. The candidate you choose should reflect concern with the types of issues that are important to you. The choice you make for who you vote for may have an impact on your city and state for years to come so don’t make a decision you’ll regret. Or you could do what I do and just choose to vote for whomever was waving at you while they were holding a political sign.
All of the votes I cast today were based on political signs I saw people holding on the way into work today. That’s why, if my vote means anything, the new governor will be “Little Caeser’s LARGE Pizza For Five Bucks!” with Lt. Governor ‘Vietnam Vet – Disabled –Need Money for Food”.
- Joel David