I got my voter’s packet today. It’s one of those “who the hell are these
people and why do I care who gets to be the prosecuting attorney (running
unopposed incidentally) and who gets to be a judge in the Northeast District
position number whatever and whosits, whatsis?”
Thus it is my duty to vote, nay, privilege. I just turned the TV off after lunch. Eating lunch and watching the news are
activities that oppose health, digestion and common sense when done together. Kind of like watching someone mashing a rat
repeatedly with a heavy shovel and then being asked how they felt about it in
an investigative reporter interview. I
mean, do I want to watch this? While
eating?
Now, I suppose if I knew the prosecuting attorney and voted
them in…and was subsequently accused of a crime, say like mashing someone with
a heavy shovel, I might want to have a friend on the bench. I guess, barring this scenario, I don’t give
a rat’s ass, mashed or otherwise.
Sigh. Congress and
our ‘guvment’ in general does make one want to grab a heavy shovel and start
wielding it madly about. Not having a
shovel handy, I did the next best thing.
I tore off the stub – the one that says ‘remove this stub and recycle’ –
and threw it IN THE GARBAGE CAN. Not the
recycle bin. Ha! Take that!
Score one for civil disobedience!
Yay Henry D. Thoreau! I know, a
little part of me has taken part in wanton disregard for the planet and, I
suppose, the government so wastefully mismanaging it. I feel vindicated and alive!!
It’s always something…
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