There are two types of people in this world. The helpless and those who help themselves. When I was voting this morning, the most ridiculous woman was behind me getting mad at everything she could possibly think of outloud. "Voting should be easy," she yelled, "You know what I'm saying? Maybe I ain't supposed to speak on it, but it should just be easy!!!"
Bitch, how easy do you need it to be?
Let's see. I got several emails outlining where I could vote, when I could vote and what to do if someone told me I couldn't vote. Ok, she was older. So maybe she doesn't have the Internet. Or a job that requires her to utilize a computer. So, when I turn on the TV everyday in the morning, afternoon and night, there are several news stations telling you where, when and how to vote. Okay, maybe she doesn't have a TV. I got several texts from several friends asking me did I plan to vote and have I voted. Ok, maybe she doesn't have a phone or friends. When I was riding to work yesterday, every single station that I turned to (I listened to at least 4 different radio stations) was telling people when, how and where to vote. Some were even encouraging folks to call in sick because the lines to pre-vote had been so long. Okay, maybe she doesn't have a radio or a car. On my way into voting, I saw a HOMELESS MAN directing the very same woman to the sign that said "VOTE HERE" to show her where to vote.
True story.
On top of that, if you forgot your id, they allowed you to vote anyway and bring your ID later. If you had no clue where your ID was, they allowed you to to vote with a "provisional ballet." Moral of the story: ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS SHOW YOUR FAT FUCKING ASS UP.
Despite the fact that everyone was dead silent and uncomfortable during her rants, I let her ignorant ass engage me. Why? What is wrong with me? For some odd reason still unbenownst to me at this very moment, I actually gave her a little over a minute of my time. MAYBE a minute. I'm tempted to say 30 seconds. And out of nowhere. Out of the fucking blue. She told me that I must be out of touch with my people. Because obviously all of my people are black and have no concept of the state of the nation.
How wrong can one person be?
Ok lady (bitch), to prove that I'm sensitive to the plight of the uninformed, come November, here's what I'll do. I'll look your silly ass up in the phone book, call you, wake you up, remind you to bring identification, pick you up, take you to the poll place, hold your hand, walk you in, explain to all of the nice, cute little old black ladies (with their 1965 wigs on and sorority paraphenalia) that volunteered their time (and probably had seen some REAL hardships in terms of voting in their lifetime) working the poll place that your time is more valuable than everyone else's, therefore you don't have to wait in line. I'll then give them your information, insert the key card into the machine and read the options aloud to you. I'll press the buttons that you prefer, and then take your dumb ass home at no cost to you. I'll be your personal spoon feeder! See? I'm TOTE in touch with reality. That reminds me, I need to renew my NAACP membership!
Dun dun dun dun!!!
I don't know the exact quote actually, sorry for that anticipation. But this guy on CNN said Huckabee is such a blind follower of fundamentalist religion and so dumb that he doesn't even believe in gravity (as if that should even be a matter of belief, for the slow folks).
Ahahahaha. All of this is so exciting. I feel so sorry for everyone too "uniformed" to care to be involved.
2 comments:
Yeah my voting experience was interesting also. I hate when people complain and bitch then expect you to chime in.
i vote, we build a time machine and send her ass anywhere between 1900 and 1970... then tell her ass to go vote and see how easy it is!
people like her make me wish some people had two votes and she didnt vote @ all.
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