Exercising Democracy: Sweatin’ to the Oldies

If you are reading this right now, then it is probably too late to vote. Yeah, I voted today. It has been raining all day today, which makes me wonder how that will effect the outcome. It might help the anti-lottery people since they see their vote as a moral duty, whereas pro-lottery folks just might stay home.
Voting was easy. They use an electronic voting thingy at my voting place. Absolutely no problems. The only way anyone could mess it up is if you didn’t hit the button for the next page. Or if you hit the vote button too soon. Honestly I don’t understand how anyone could mess up voting. People just don’t need to be in a hurry to vote. I read over the ballot 3 times before actually voting.
There should be some statewide or nationwide eligible voter database. Voting should be as easy as writing a check at a retail establishment. Someone should be able to go to the polls with proof of citizenship (drivers license or SSN) and proof of residency (water or electrical bill) and be able to vote. Poll workers could use the nationwide database to verify the eligiability to vote. Since most of the election workers are retired people who might not be familiar with databases, it will take some extra training to get everyone up to speed with this system. In 10 years we just might be able to vote over the internet. However right now the chance of fraud is just too high. Somehow something has got to change. I’m tired of hearing my procrastinating friends telling me they didn’t vote because they never got registered.
I’m just glad its all over. I’ve been growing increasingly tired of these negative political ads; the political phone calls; the anti-lottery sermons…. I want it to be all over. There’s more interesting things to talk about.
So I met with some of my teachers at Lakeview. All of them remembered me (or at least acted like they did). It was great to see them again. However seemingly after finding out what I was doing now, there wasn’t too much to talk about.
6th Grade:
My elementary school was K-6. When you got in 6th grade, you might have well have been on the UN Security council or on the Microsoft board of directors. In our eyes, 6th graders pretty much ruled the school. To some extent we did. The school used slave labor of 6th graders to work the bookstore, library, office without pay. They tricked the kids into thinking it was a privledge to work there.
Regardless, 6th grade was fun. We were out in a portable classroom. From talking with Mrs. Day, my 6th grade teacher, we both agreed that it was a good year and a good group of kids. She said the class seemed to bond well because we were away from the rest of the building. Supposedly we missed out on alot of things. I, however couldn’t tell the difference.
We had mice in the portable. I wasn’t too scared of them since they never really got close to me. One kid in our classroom became famous for stomping on the mice once he saw them. Got the nickname “The Terminator.”
Let’s see, “The Terminator” movie came out in 1984, so it is reasonable that was a reference to the movie. But why would 6th graders be seeing rated R movies?
That’s it for now. Maybe I’ll tell some stories about my 5th and 3rd grade years, to go along with the front page pictures.