digitaldiscipline ◾ ◾ Disappointment vs. Evil

So, yeah, I voted. Not as enthusiastically as in 2008, because, well, fucking predator drones and the lack of financiers' heads on pikes in lower Manhattan, but better the disappointment that forwarded some things I prefer (despite doing or continuing shit I do not) than the actively evil candidate.

I won't pretend not to care for whom you vote, but that decision is between you and the voting implement(s) of your choice (in my case, a felt-tipped pen and three strangely-sized sheets of tagboard-like paper).

45 minutes in various lines, and just a couple with the ballot itself, because I'd researched all the amendments to the state constitution (some of which are trivial and/or meaningless, some of which were actively evil, and were told to fuck themselves accordingly by the aforementioned pen and paper combo), and I've got my sticker for this year's exercise of participatory democracy.

Let's assume, for the health of my keyboard and blood pressure, that I have unloaded my usual couple thousand words' worth of disquisition on why the Electoral College and RNC/DNC suck and collectively need to die in a fire and be flung into space [here].