I'm Dangerous and Must Be Stopped!
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First, there's several people with Birthdays today...
bearpawly,
cpj, people I don't know and have never met. Of those people mentioned...I've seen one of them naked. I'll let you guess.
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So tonight I decided to try to do my civic duty, but I've been oppressed by the man!
Due to some interesting twists of fate, my voting precinct is far, far away. It's in another county. There was something about never changing my permanent address or something. The last day of early voting was today, since this county is too cheap to have a weekend date for this. It's something that you might say I could have done earlier, but this was the first day that they were open till 7. Everything else was during working hours.
So tonight I left work and hopped in the car to drive the forty miles to my parents town, my old home, to go cast my ballot. I left at 5:15. Now it's rush hour, and it's a Friday, so that's already two strikes. Still, I stayed off the freeways around my office, and got on the tollway to make it up north.
As i was driving, I heard about it...up in the great white north there was a 18 wheeler that had flipped over in the middle of a construction zone right after the San Jacinto River, so this had closed down the entire freeway. I'm telling you, this wasn't a coincidence, this was a definite attack on my ability to vote.
They (and I'm not sure who they are, but they could be all sorts of groups, anyone from the Concerned Women of America, The Klu Klux Klan, or maybe even Laura Bush), they are out there and they are doing anything they can to keep this gay man down, dang it. I know that they intentionally flipped that truck...and hey, does anyone know where Dick Cheney is?
The toll road drops out before you get to the Woodlands, a Houston suburb that comes ten miles before Conroe, and the freeway there was backed up solid. With forty minutes to go, I was guessing that I wouldn't make it to my voting place, but I thought that I might be able to make it to the Woodlands satellite branch. I didn't think I could vote there, but I might be able to talk them into it giving the circumstances.
Trying to get to the branch office took most of the time I had left, and I found there was some event going on at the nearby Woodlands Pavilion. There was some Country Values event going on with Gretchen Wilson and Big and Rich, so they closed down the branch early, instead of being open until 7. Again, the man was keeping me from making my voice heard.
Luckily the very cute waiter (his nametag said he was Beau, ask for him by name) at Culver's was able to console me slightly as his eyes sparkled when he served me my soothing cheese curds. Still, he couldn't wipe away my concern for our state.
I'm telling you, "they" are trying to stop me, and I'm sure many, many others like me from being able to stop Texas Proposition 2. My vote is a dangerous weapon, and could stop from making their dreams come true. Still, I will be heard, I will just have to run out of work early on Tuesday and make sure I can make the drive before the doors close and the ballot box is locked.
If there's another accident or early closing, I'm going to be looking for Karl Rove.
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So tonight I decided to try to do my civic duty, but I've been oppressed by the man!
Due to some interesting twists of fate, my voting precinct is far, far away. It's in another county. There was something about never changing my permanent address or something. The last day of early voting was today, since this county is too cheap to have a weekend date for this. It's something that you might say I could have done earlier, but this was the first day that they were open till 7. Everything else was during working hours.
So tonight I left work and hopped in the car to drive the forty miles to my parents town, my old home, to go cast my ballot. I left at 5:15. Now it's rush hour, and it's a Friday, so that's already two strikes. Still, I stayed off the freeways around my office, and got on the tollway to make it up north.
As i was driving, I heard about it...up in the great white north there was a 18 wheeler that had flipped over in the middle of a construction zone right after the San Jacinto River, so this had closed down the entire freeway. I'm telling you, this wasn't a coincidence, this was a definite attack on my ability to vote.
They (and I'm not sure who they are, but they could be all sorts of groups, anyone from the Concerned Women of America, The Klu Klux Klan, or maybe even Laura Bush), they are out there and they are doing anything they can to keep this gay man down, dang it. I know that they intentionally flipped that truck...and hey, does anyone know where Dick Cheney is?
The toll road drops out before you get to the Woodlands, a Houston suburb that comes ten miles before Conroe, and the freeway there was backed up solid. With forty minutes to go, I was guessing that I wouldn't make it to my voting place, but I thought that I might be able to make it to the Woodlands satellite branch. I didn't think I could vote there, but I might be able to talk them into it giving the circumstances.
Trying to get to the branch office took most of the time I had left, and I found there was some event going on at the nearby Woodlands Pavilion. There was some Country Values event going on with Gretchen Wilson and Big and Rich, so they closed down the branch early, instead of being open until 7. Again, the man was keeping me from making my voice heard.
Luckily the very cute waiter (his nametag said he was Beau, ask for him by name) at Culver's was able to console me slightly as his eyes sparkled when he served me my soothing cheese curds. Still, he couldn't wipe away my concern for our state.
I'm telling you, "they" are trying to stop me, and I'm sure many, many others like me from being able to stop Texas Proposition 2. My vote is a dangerous weapon, and could stop from making their dreams come true. Still, I will be heard, I will just have to run out of work early on Tuesday and make sure I can make the drive before the doors close and the ballot box is locked.
If there's another accident or early closing, I'm going to be looking for Karl Rove.
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Date: 2005-11-05 02:05 pm (UTC)I don't think they can do that.
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Date: 2005-11-07 06:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-05 06:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-07 06:23 am (UTC)