I know that all of us are probably getting weary of having “the most important election of our lifetimes” every 4 years. I know I am. That’s the world we live in, though.
Generally, the management at the firm where I work prefers we wear shirts with collars, and I usually do…but not today. Today, despite the cold and the snow, I’m wearing the only election day T-Shirt that makes any sense to me, because I will always long for the simpler, saner era of my boyhood. Is it just rose-shaded glasses that makes me feel like the election of 1984 was an artifact of a better time? Perhaps…like I often say, these are complex issues that sometimes defy distillation down to a slogan that will fit on a T-Shirt.
Sometimes.
I am vociferously opposed to “mail-in voting,” just as I am opposed to “Election Day” having become “Election Week” and even “Election Month.” My old-school arse likes the idea of everyone taking a single day to go a polling place to stand in line, show a valid ID, and punching a paper ballot: no mail-in votes, no digital voting machines, no other bullshit. But again, this is the world I live in: Colorado went to all mail voting in 2013 (and I wonder: is there any correlation between CO having once been a centrist “purple state” when I arrived here in 1999 when voting in person was required, VS it becoming a solid “blue state” after all-mail voting became official? Hmmmmm…)
I turned in my ballot on Sunday, so I’ve done my little part.
Regardless, this day so many of us have been waiting for is finally here, and when your own twilight years arrive, I doubt you want to tell anyone you just couldn’t be bothered! The weather may be foul and other duties may vie for your time, but there’s no excuse…