The way we used to vote.

I have fond memories of being a little kid and waiting with my mom at the local polling place on election day. We'd get there early. We'd finally get to the front of the line. My mom would sign in and the three of us would follow her, sauntering over to the curtained booth. After... Continue Reading →

levers and knobs.

for some reason, as long as i can remember, i get really happy on election day. i feel good and wholesome and like i'm in a working process, just for a day, things are moving and shaking and stuff is happening - stuff that my entire american education was based on. freedom! choices! ownership! i'm... Continue Reading →

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