Early and Often

My much-anticipated temporary photo voter ID card arrived today. I guess that the Board of Registrars decided that I was, in fact, me. I also guess that D was wrong about how long it would take the DPH to send over a copy of my birth certificate. I feel like I should go thumb my nose at her, but I won’t. That would be immature of me to do and we all know that I try my hardest to not seem immature…sometimes.

I will be able to vote with a proper ID. That probably would piss off some people, especially the folks who have said I’m a welfare queen or stupid or a sheep or a whore or any of those other ridiculous names, but I really just don’t give a fuck what pisses them off at this point. I am sick of their ignorance and name-calling. It’s bullshit anyway. I have a right to vote, even if I’m voting for people they don’t like. I don’t want to take their right to vote away just because they have a tendency towards voting for assholes. I wish they wouldn’t vote the way that they do, but I don’t begrudge them the right to vote.

And, as I’m writing this, there are anti-Obama ads for positions that have jack squat to do with Obama or Washington, but I guess that increases the likelihood that they will win in this state. There were never local/state ads about how horrible Bush and his policies were. You would think that I would be able to just ignore the ads at this point, but I can’t. I expect the ads at this point, but that doesn’t mean that I can tune them out. I guess I need to just learn how to have a “bring on the bullshit” attitude towards them.

About Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.