Her Ladyship

Notes from the gutter.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Denied my good citizen sticker

How many chances as an adult do you get to be rewarded with a sticker for behaving well? Not many, I can tell you that. Hence my (perhaps too large) disappointment with not getting an "I Voted" sticker today.

I almost didn't get to vote, period. I got into a little bit of a tussle when they asked me for my voter's registration card (which I didn't have on me) and then for an ID. I could be off on this, but I am almost positive it is illegal to ask for a government ID when people are voting - bad memories of poll taxes and the like. They got all huffy when I told them that, asking "How can we tell who you are?" but I have been voting since I was 18 and I have never been asked for ID. In fact, I voted here in Texas (last year I think it was) and I wasn't asked for my ID. The ire, she rises. Plus I still, um, don't have a Texas driver's license and they were looking at my DC driver's license all askance. I finally convinced them just to look my goddamned name up in their computer already and lo and behold, there I was. Assholes.

Walking up to the elementary school to vote I was accosted by the usual last-minute-politickers, who I ducked very easily. You know, I'm starting to think that perhaps one of the most important things I learned while at UCLA was how to avoid canvassers/peddlars (going up and down the main drag, Bruin Walk, was at times like running a very earnest gauntlet of Hare Krishnas, Jews for Jesus, and everything in between). College IS useful - you heard it here first.


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