RockerFor2A
Regular Member
TRUE PERSONAL STORY OF VOTING SHENANIGANS FROM REPUB FRIEND OF MINE IN LOS ANGELES. HE EMAILED THIS TO ME THIS MORNING:
"Huge problem voting today in Los Angeles. My wife and I went into the polling place first so that I could watch our son. I am purposefully omitting our names. When my wife came out she seemed very discouraged. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that the polling workers told her that her vote would not be counted until tomorrow because she was not listed in the voter rolls.
"I then went into the polling place and stood in line. There were only two polling workers. The man in charge had a very thick accent and was in his forties and the girl checking the rolls was in her early twenties. Usually, these polling places are run by senior citizens who take it very seriously. At any rate, after waiting in line (there were only seven voting stations), I gave my name. The young poll worker told me that she could not find it and told me that I too would have to vote on a provisional ballot. I spun the book around (much to her annoyance), flipped one page single page and found not only my name but my wife's name as well. This woman is either incompetent or this was something more sinister. Not being able to find one name could be an honest mistake, but two names, with identical last names... give me a break. I think the problem might have been that our last names were not exotic enough for this polling spot.
"I then asked the poll manager why my wife had been told that her vote would not be counted until tomorrow. As I was doing this three or four uptight women began to complain that they were going to be late for work and began to verbally attack me while I dealt with the manager who said that they (the two polling workers) never told my wife that her vote would be counted tomorrow.
"When I asked why my wife's name was not found in the book and why she was given a provisional ballot, I was told that I had to vote now or get out of line. I again pressed the matter, pointing out the obvious, which is that we are registered to vote, have our voting guides that show our names and addresses and yet our names which are clearly in the voting book, were not found by the poll worker.
"The three women voters started peppering me even more as I was "holding up the line," and I told the polling manager that I wanted to either speak with a poll watcher or to the registrar's office. He then took out his phone and said that he was calling the police. I called to my wife, who came in from the lobby. She had no idea what was going on. She only knew that I was arguing with the women and the poll workers. Again the manager said he would call the cops. I told him to go ahead and do so since it was me who was being disenfranchised. Then things got worse, with lfive people including the poll workers threatening me with screaming and yelling. I just yelling back that all I wanted was for my vote and my wife's vote to count today as we are registered voters.
"My wife told me to calm down (she still had no idea what was going on) because she was afraid I'd be arrested. I voted and left. However, if I had not stood up to them, my vote would not have been counted until tomorrow either."
"Huge problem voting today in Los Angeles. My wife and I went into the polling place first so that I could watch our son. I am purposefully omitting our names. When my wife came out she seemed very discouraged. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that the polling workers told her that her vote would not be counted until tomorrow because she was not listed in the voter rolls.
"I then went into the polling place and stood in line. There were only two polling workers. The man in charge had a very thick accent and was in his forties and the girl checking the rolls was in her early twenties. Usually, these polling places are run by senior citizens who take it very seriously. At any rate, after waiting in line (there were only seven voting stations), I gave my name. The young poll worker told me that she could not find it and told me that I too would have to vote on a provisional ballot. I spun the book around (much to her annoyance), flipped one page single page and found not only my name but my wife's name as well. This woman is either incompetent or this was something more sinister. Not being able to find one name could be an honest mistake, but two names, with identical last names... give me a break. I think the problem might have been that our last names were not exotic enough for this polling spot.
"I then asked the poll manager why my wife had been told that her vote would not be counted until tomorrow. As I was doing this three or four uptight women began to complain that they were going to be late for work and began to verbally attack me while I dealt with the manager who said that they (the two polling workers) never told my wife that her vote would be counted tomorrow.
"When I asked why my wife's name was not found in the book and why she was given a provisional ballot, I was told that I had to vote now or get out of line. I again pressed the matter, pointing out the obvious, which is that we are registered to vote, have our voting guides that show our names and addresses and yet our names which are clearly in the voting book, were not found by the poll worker.
"The three women voters started peppering me even more as I was "holding up the line," and I told the polling manager that I wanted to either speak with a poll watcher or to the registrar's office. He then took out his phone and said that he was calling the police. I called to my wife, who came in from the lobby. She had no idea what was going on. She only knew that I was arguing with the women and the poll workers. Again the manager said he would call the cops. I told him to go ahead and do so since it was me who was being disenfranchised. Then things got worse, with lfive people including the poll workers threatening me with screaming and yelling. I just yelling back that all I wanted was for my vote and my wife's vote to count today as we are registered voters.
"My wife told me to calm down (she still had no idea what was going on) because she was afraid I'd be arrested. I voted and left. However, if I had not stood up to them, my vote would not have been counted until tomorrow either."