Election day

voteI WENT TO the voting place on the neighborhood plaza Sunday morning and cast my Mexican votes. It’s really fun to be able to vote in two countries, something I’ve been eligible to do for a decade now.

There won’t be another presidential election for three years, but we got to choose a mayor, a governor and some representatives. I voted the straight PAN party ticket with one exception, our mayor.

I vote PAN due to its officially being the conservative party. I left the plantation, however, in the mayoral vote and went with the PRI, the party of dinosaurs that ruled Mexico for seven decades till 2000.

I did that detour because an old-timer here, a Mexican guy who’s worked in various city administrations for years and who’s a friend of a relative, gave me this advice: They all take advantage, but some do so less than others while doing some positive things at the same time.

In other words, just like in the United States.

He spoke kindly of candidates of both the PRI and the left-wing PRD. I chose the PRI, of course. No left-wingers for this boy.

Here’s how it works. The polling place is just up the street on the neighborhood plaza. You go in, show your official, government-issued, voter identification card with color photo to a fellow with a big book where all the registered voters are listed alongside another mugshot.

This system is a no-brainer even though you find collectivists above the Rio Bravo who don’t think proving your citizenship or even your true name is just and fair because it discriminates against po’ folks who don’t have a car or enough to eat or something like that.

After your identity is verified, you are handed ballots like those in the photo above, which I took while hunched inside the voting booth. There is a pencil in the booth, and you make a big X over the candidates of your choice. You then fold the ballots, leave the booth, and drop them into cardboard boxes. Then your thumb gets inked.

There are no hanging Chads or dangling Josés.

Representatives of the major parties are present at all or most polling places to keep an eye on one other. At the end of the day, the boxes are opened and counted, and the results sent to a central station where totals from all polling places in the area are counted for a larger total.

And so on and so on across the nation.

When each polling place closes and its votes are counted, the results are taped to a wall outside for all in the neighborhood to see. It’s a good and wise system that works very well.

GRINGO POLL CAPTAIN?

Each polling station has a boss who oversees the process for the entire day. Three years ago, I was asked to be that person. Aside from not wanting to sit there all day, I thought that having a Gringo captain of a Mexican polling station was a lousy idea, so I declined.

It would be unseemly. They still remember that we stole Texas, plus diversity and multiculturalism are not embraced in Mexico.

I know my place.

THAT VOTER ID

Yes, you must have a voter identification card in Mexico. It also serves as a national ID card. In the United States, the Democratic Party opposes such atrocious impositions. Here is a fun take on that:

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The Moon has a new look, again. I change now and then because it’s free, easy and fast. I’ve been doing it so often lately — a couple times a year — that I don’t even make an issue of it anymore. I always think the last change will be it, but like a shapely lady in a closet full of clothes, I waffle.

I like this look, but I always like the new looks. It’s clean. The column down the right side has vanished, the one with the quotes and other stuff. I have erased all but two of the quotes, and most of the other items and links are there when you click on Menu at the top right.

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UPDATE: Both my candidates for mayor and governor lost, it appears. Another fun report on this situation can be found at Better than bacon.

The awakening

It's morning in America.
It’s morning in America.

“THE OBAMA ERA is over.” So opined one of the collectivist mouthpieces Tuesday night on the basement-rated Bolshevik television network called MSNBC.

I was somewhat surprised at the election results. I was not as optimistic as many on our — the clearer thinking — side of the political spectrum. I mean, after Barry was re-elected against all common sense in 2012, who would have thought the American voter would come to his senses? Not me.

Here’s my prediction for the two years left in Barry’s term: The Republicans will try to legislatively set the national ship back on a straight course … and Barry will veto it, repeatedly. Simultaneously, Barry (wonderfully dubbed “The Precious” by a wag on Breitbart News) will attempt to further his left-wing dreams by edict.

International visits to other nations by the president will mostly end.* What would be the point? There will be an exception to this. Queen Michelle and the little princesses will continue taxpayer-funded vacations.

And the Queen will still accept all invites to fawning talk shows and celebrity parties. However, I imagine those invitations will be coming far less often than before, don’t you?

Upshots: Hillary (Barry in panties) now has the proverbial ice cube’s chance in Hell of being the next president. The NDP* has some serious and rapid thinking to do.

This morning, Ben Carson, an actual black dude, officially changed his party affiliation from Independent to Republican. Obviously, he has a presidential campaign in mind. I hope so.

Carson quote: “I believe in reasonable sized government. I believe in personal responsibility. I believe in individual freedom. And I believe in creating an environment to let free markets grow our economy. And all of that is very consistent with being a Republican.”  Amen, brother.

I like Carson, but there will be other contenders to replace The Precious. Time will tell. For now, let us celebrate.

Oh yes, almost forgot, Mia Love will become the first black Republican woman in the House of Representatives. You see, contrary to what the NDP endlessly drills into your noggins, Republicans have nothing against blacks. We just prefer the sharp ones, those who are not race-baiters like Al Sharpton and Pastor Jeremiah Wright.**

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* Barry is off to Burma next week, a trip scheduled before the midterms. Pray that he stays.

* * The New Democratic Party, which has little in common with Harry Truman’s Democratic Party.

*** The radical pastor who Barry hastily and wisely swept under the rug in 2008.

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