Super Tuesday
OK, so I may not be the most politically conscious person you will meet all week (see previous post), but I did decide to vote today. Since they’re asking, I figured, I might as well let them know my opinion about whether it’s a good idea to build a $1 billion “peace center” on Alcatraz Island.
My favorite part about voting is that my registered polling location is literally inside some dude’s garage.
In 2004 I remember filling out a Presidential ballot on a disconnected clothes-drier. This year they had real booths, although some people opted not to use them—I saw one guy filling out his ballot while sitting on a dismembered automobile seat, next to a child’s plastic tricycle. I found myself thinking of how delighted Viktor Shklovsky would have been to see this example of the “refunctionalization” of household machinery in the name of civic duty.
Here are some pictures I took with my new camera (a replacement for the camera I lost in Spain, with all the pictures of windmills). One of my New Year’s resolutions was to take more photographs, because I tend to forget what things look like. I am getting better at not becoming self-conscious when people stare at me like they can’t believe what an idiot I am (e.g. election officer, below, center).
Garage, Exterior
Garage, Interior (with car seats, tricycle, and ballot-reading machine)
Tags: civic duty, current events, politics, Russian literature, Viktor Shklovsky