I handed over my ID (required). It got matched to the physical list in a binder, by which I mean a literal, physical piece of paper that had printed out on it both my name and the address to which the listing was attached. There was a space for me to officially sign, which I had to do, and I did so willingly, and it was (however cursorily) compared to the signature on my ID. Then the poll-worker, based on my proof of eligibility, registration, and declaration, confirmed that indeed I was entitled to to go into a voting booth and cast my choice. The confirmation involved a physical piece of paper, green in this case, with my last name written on it. That piece of paper was handed to me, and then I handed it to one of the poll-workers assigned to the actual voting booths, and that person announced: [my last name] voting, Republican (it would've been Democrat, had that been the case, TBC, but in my case it wasn't; the point is: last name & affiliation were announced aloud at the voting site for each and everyone upon entering a voting booth, on account of Delaware's primaries being firmly closed, strictly monitored, and yet, also, rather aggressively public). Then in I went, in there I did, and then out I went.
The whole thing took less than the time it took to describe the experience to you. Well, hey: That's the compensation one gets for bothering to vote in a state whose votes truly, really, do not, and will not, count when it comes to the national election for a president.
I want to clarify something. "Green" signified "Republican." Those voting in the Democratic primary were handed a white, or cream, whatever-however to describe the color, physical piece of paper with his or her name hand-written on it by the check-in poll-workers in precisely and exactly the same way that mine was, and the process proceeded thereafter in the same exact way.
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In case I have not been clear enough: I DO love an orderly, strictly fair, meticulously implemented process when it comes to voting.
I'm at peace, today, and for good reason ( ^ not just this one: there other reasons and make no mistake about that); < that said, however, the fundamental notion applies: I'm at peace, at least for a few months, anyway. I saw, and therefore I see now.
I have no fervor for any candidate in this race. At all.
It is true that I will not vote for Hillary Clinton. As I've stated often, I didn't vote for Bill Clinton, and I won't be voting for Hillary Clinton, either. Full stop.
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A point of clarification that I failed to make earlier in this thread:
I was a registered Republican when I left Iowa. When we came back here, I chose not to register as such. That's because I knew what had happened in this state in the intervening years, politically, and most particularly what happened a little over a half-decade ago when the so-called Republicans here lost their minds. I couldn't imagine, based on all of that (and much more, based on years of knowing the states I closely follow), ever bothering to get involved in, much less wanting to be affiliated with, the Republican Party here.
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On Tuesday and as a result of it, I must say that I experienced a sort of epiphany. This is why I said in an earlier post that I am at peace, and this is why I even think it's worth considering that it might be worth bothering to do local politics here. The landscape has changed, I think, and I say this as someone who is neither Trumpster nor Cruzer.
...and I won't be voting for Hillary Clinton, either. Full stop.
I see that I failed to note that I won't be voting for Bernie Sanders, either. Crap! It's hard to remember to have to repeat, every time, everything, or to remember that not everyone, and in some contexts not even anyone, will fundamentally know, much less recall, how utterly absurd is the idea that I would ever vote for Sanders' socialism notions. No Bern for me.
More likely than not (who doesn't agree with that?), at present (but who knows, for sure? Time's only verging on May, at the moment, and Nov. 8 is many months away, right?), the general presidential election will pit against each other Donald J. Trump and Hillary Rodham Clinton. More likely than not (to repeat it), that's the presidential selection part of this coming autumn's general elections. As for the rest of the parts of this coming autumn's general election, it'll be interesting to discover what remains to be seen, if anything.
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Back on Feb. 26, 2016, on the last day possible in my state, I changed my registration to Republican.
Two months later, just yesterday, I went to the assigned poll site.
I handed over my ID (required). It got matched to the physical list in a binder, by which I mean a literal, physical piece of paper that had printed out on it both my name and the address to which the listing was attached. There was a space for me to officially sign, which I had to do, and I did so willingly, and it was (however cursorily) compared to the signature on my ID. Then the poll-worker, based on my proof of eligibility, registration, and declaration, confirmed that indeed I was entitled to to go into a voting booth and cast my choice. The confirmation involved a physical piece of paper, green in this case, with my last name written on it. That piece of paper was handed to me, and then I handed it to one of the poll-workers assigned to the actual voting booths, and that person announced: [my last name] voting, Republican (it would've been Democrat, had that been the case, TBC, but in my case it wasn't; the point is: last name & affiliation were announced aloud at the voting site for each and everyone upon entering a voting booth, on account of Delaware's primaries being firmly closed, strictly monitored, and yet, also, rather aggressively public). Then in I went, in there I did, and then out I went.
The whole thing took less than the time it took to describe the experience to you. Well, hey: That's the compensation one gets for bothering to vote in a state whose votes truly, really, do not, and will not, count when it comes to the national election for a president.
;. )
I want to clarify something. "Green" signified "Republican." Those voting in the Democratic primary were handed a white, or cream, whatever-however to describe the color, physical piece of paper with his or her name hand-written on it by the check-in poll-workers in precisely and exactly the same way that mine was, and the process proceeded thereafter in the same exact way.
--
In case I have not been clear enough: I DO love an orderly, strictly fair, meticulously implemented process when it comes to voting.
I'm at peace, today, and for good reason ( ^ not just this one: there other reasons and make no mistake about that); < that said, however, the fundamental notion applies: I'm at peace, at least for a few months, anyway. I saw, and therefore I see now.
At some point, trump and his supporters might want to turn off the hate and attempt to win over some friends.
Unless Trump really is in this for Hillary. ?
"Hillary will make a horrible president."
Great. Thanks, Trump.
My desire not to alienate anybody is stronger than my fervor for any of the candidates.
The only thing I know for sure is I don't want Hillary.
You're a wise man, Lem. and a sweetie.
I have no fervor for any candidate in this race. At all.
It is true that I will not vote for Hillary Clinton. As I've stated often, I didn't vote for Bill Clinton, and I won't be voting for Hillary Clinton, either. Full stop.
---
A point of clarification that I failed to make earlier in this thread:
I was a registered Republican when I left Iowa. When we came back here, I chose not to register as such. That's because I knew what had happened in this state in the intervening years, politically, and most particularly what happened a little over a half-decade ago when the so-called Republicans here lost their minds. I couldn't imagine, based on all of that (and much more, based on years of knowing the states I closely follow), ever bothering to get involved in, much less wanting to be affiliated with, the Republican Party here.
---
On Tuesday and as a result of it, I must say that I experienced a sort of epiphany. This is why I said in an earlier post that I am at peace, and this is why I even think it's worth considering that it might be worth bothering to do local politics here. The landscape has changed, I think, and I say this as someone who is neither Trumpster nor Cruzer.
And so I am not just considering, not just re-considering, but also **Considering** what's next.
...and I won't be voting for Hillary Clinton, either. Full stop.
I see that I failed to note that I won't be voting for Bernie Sanders, either. Crap! It's hard to remember to have to repeat, every time, everything, or to remember that not everyone, and in some contexts not even anyone, will fundamentally know, much less recall, how utterly absurd is the idea that I would ever vote for Sanders' socialism notions. No Bern for me.
More likely than not (who doesn't agree with that?), at present (but who knows, for sure? Time's only verging on May, at the moment, and Nov. 8 is many months away, right?), the general presidential election will pit against each other Donald J. Trump and Hillary Rodham Clinton. More likely than not (to repeat it), that's the presidential selection part of this coming autumn's general elections. As for the rest of the parts of this coming autumn's general election, it'll be interesting to discover what remains to be seen, if anything.
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