Our good friend Justin Krebs of Drinking Liberally and Living Liberally writes in this morning to describe his experience at his polling place this morning in Manhattan. It's not so good.
The first photo is how excited and hopeful I was at 6:15am in our local public school cafeteria / gymnasium, about to be the first person to vote in my district.
The second is my paper ballot because my machine was broken. Not the entire machine -- just one column -- which I discovered because I was curious and decided to test all the columns.
So that's my vote. What are the chances it will get counted? I had to add my own line that "machine was broken" -- not one of the options on the provisional ballot.
This is how democracy works, or, ya know, doesn't, in the largest city in the nation.
Shameful. |
