Toon: Casualties of Super Tuesday

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Loosely based on my own experience yesterday, except in New York we have those cool oldschool mechanical voting machines with levers.

For the first time in my life, I had no idea what would happen once I stepped in the voting booth. I pushed aside the curtain and stared at all the little levers. I ran my fingers over the Kucinich and Edwards levers with a little sigh of regret, frowned at the Clinton and Obama levers for a few moments, took a deep breath and pulled the Obama switch.

Why Mr. Barack "bipartisanship" (eeek!) Obama? In the end I figured I might as well vote for the guy who MIGHT maybe possibly have voted against the war if he had the chance, rather than the woman who definitely voted for it. Hillary has blood on her hands, and I just couldn't support her, superior health plan or not.

I didn't even have the satisfaction of feeling that either of them was a sure thing to end the reign of GOP terror and wingnuttery we've been under for the past eight years.

Democracy shouldn't be so depressing.

P.S. I am indeed registered as a Democrat (you have to be one or the other to vote in the primaries in NYC). But I'm far too left-wing to truly identify with that spineless middle-of-the-road party. So technically, if I HAD fainted, it would have been fair for a poll worker to say "Democrat down!"