What a difference a year (and an election) makes
Some of you may recall this enraged rant last year on the occasion of Katherine Harr… er, Ken Blackwell’s last gasp of treason, when for the first time in my life I had my voting qualifications questioned.
Today I get a postage paid card in the mail asking me to please confirm my current address and reminding me that “If this card is not returned and you do not vote by the 2011 general election, your name may be removed from the voter registration list.”
Let me repeat that, with appropriate emphasis: “If this card is not returned and you do not vote by the 2011 general election, your name MAY be removed from the voter registration list.”
What a breath of fresh air from the Katherine Harr… er, Ken Blackwell years, when the policy was “If you live in a majority Democratic district, good fucking luck. We don’t need a reason and we don’t need to give you warning, and you’ll be lucky to have your ballot counted if you even get to cast one.”
Thank you, Jennifer Brunner.
Fuck you one last time, sideways and without lube, Ken Blackwell.