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"It's not who votes, it's who counts."
I voted this morning, "I exercised my responsibilities as a citizen in a democracy" by walking to a crumbling 1930s public school building to cast my ballot on a crumbling 1930s voting machine.
The machine which dated from the first Roosevelt administration (Teddy, not Franklin) is perhaps the last mechanical device in Amerika outside of a prop in a period piece directed by Bogdanovich. Why is it that more modern machines were used by Mexican peasants when they voted for Zapata in the 1910s?
This in a nation that spends $1 trillion on offensive pre-emptive "defense" but has no boots or body armor for its teenage and early-twenties soldiers. And no unassailable way to vote.
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