Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Still stewing over not being able to send in the chauffeur to mark her ballot paper


From a reader, a sign of the times:
My polling place on Rittenhouse Square was dead. In 2008, I waited an hour and drew extended hisses by chanting 'four more years' and wearing a mccain button. This year, just the same poll workers having trouble finding my name amidst scattered dunkin donuts boxes.
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