Hats off and kudos to the NYC election poll workers who man the precincts, even though that term is most probably considered today a hate phrase. Either way, they were terrific this morning. Most professional and most courteous. Salute!
You haven’t lived until you’ve waited online in the cold windy dark with your New Yorker neighbors, more than you could imagine. Long queues of Hells Kitchen denizens exercising their voice and democracy. Most refreshing and most ennobling a process. I’m proud to be American.
I love the occasional #Karen, who keeps an inordinately conspicuous social distance radius, alerting to the world that they are the only ones taking Covid seriously. To be that afraid of something so deliberately showcased shows you the level of detachment many have from reality.
This morning without fail there was the maniacal codger voter yelling at people for no particular reason, totally unable to appreciate the process of electronic voting and signing one’s name on an iPad screen. Demented, crazed. Obviously connects with Joe Biden. Just saying.
As with any agglomeration of humanity, the spectacle provides a theater of human behavior. Especially when standing in a queue ready for some form of event to occur. Wait a minute, did I write queue as in the word? That could be problematic, considering how it is pronounced. Dig?
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