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08 November 2005

Election Day Voting Party


My friends Nathan and Glenn and I came up with the grand idea to have a voting party, so at 8:30 a.m., I picked everyone up and took us to our three separate polling places.

While one of us was performing his/her civic duties, the other two waited inside the school/church and cheered on the voter, erupting into applause once the voter stepped out of the booth. Election officials spied us suspiciously, but we didn't care. Who said this has to be done privately? Maybe that's why people don't care about elections anymore. Polite society discourages discussing religion and politics. Apparently, we are supposed to hone our ideas and opinions silently.

Nathan and Glenn and I think that's stupid. We like to talk about stuff.

When we were all done voting about 45 minutes later, we stopped at the Dunkin' Donuts near a bus stop, mourned the lack of a privately-owned bakery, gave our money to the man, split a victory corn muffin, and waited for the #4 bus to come and take Nathan to work.

Voting is more enjoyable when you have someone to share it with, we decided. We had a rousing discussion about the ballot measures at hand, and we truly felt like participants. As Martha would say, it's a good thing.


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