A license to vote…own it
Voting for party primary runoffs are happening next week (in Texas). I am now reminded of that nearly everyday. If it’s not the constant chatter on Facebook, emails, and blogs (and look what I’m doing with this post), it is now the messages left on my home answering machine.
Get this: I have my seated County Judge calling me to influence (I guess because she thinks I’m too stupid to know otherwise) my vote a certain direction…for the Probate Judge of all things. She promises if I vote correctly, her candidate of choice for Probate Judge will make a big impact in my life (probate judges do probates, guardianships, mental health cases, and real estate disputes – hmmm). And she endorsed her candidate after first slinging a few mud balls at his opponent. My County Judge hasn’t a clue that I personally have taken the time to meet the candidate she’s “instructing” me on and can (and will) make up my own voter’s mind.
This only shows to go ya, politics has gotten way out of control. Republicans have the “you’ve got to see it my way or you’re just stupid” political approach, the Democrats play the nauseous “poor poor pitiful us how can you not see it our way you fool” pity card. And only to top all that, voting and voters have lost control. The national political mess is now reaching way down to the local level with my Probate Judge election.