Hey, I got a write-in vote from Florida for the office of President of the United States!
Not a joke: that is a real ballot a friend turned in this afternoon. I doubt I’ll win but hey, at least someone thinks I’m more qualified for the job than Roseanne Barr. That’s… something, I suppose!
As for my own vote for President:
There it is. That’s it. The space on my ballot for President was left unmarked. Untouched. Unsoiled. As virgin as the wind-driven snow.
I had thought of writing in “Rufus T. Firefly”. Until a wise friend convinced me today that a write-in vote for a fictitious character or anything like that would have been just as waste of a vote as those who blindly vote straight-ticket. That a much more morally powerful vote would be to choose not to participate in that particular madness at all.
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