Yesterday I went to vote early, about 7 a.m., and found the polling place empty except for five or six old people sitting at a table with checklists of voters, and one man arguing at another one. He had made the mistake of registering as an Independent, so he wasn't being allowed to vote in the Republican primary. In California, Independents are allowed to vote only for Independents and for Democrats. The poll volunteer explained the rules to him over and over. He was furious. "I don't want to vote for a Democrat! Have you seen those bozos?"
As I left he had calmed down. "I'm just an idiot, that's all!"
I went out for breakfast to a new place and noticed that one of the breakfast specials was called "The Governator."
"He likes it here," the waitress confirmed.
At the entrance to the 405 freeway, two young women were parading back and forth before the stopped traffic, carrying posters that said, "LADIES FIRST!" Across the street, another young woman stood holding one that said, "I Heart Obama!"
In the sky, a small plane was leaving trails, but there was a strong wind. I could only see "O-B-"
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