At 12:00 today, a neighborhood dog started howling essentially and rhythmically to the beat of a passing ambulance. The ambulance came and went quickly but the dog remained on pitch and time much longer. As the tones reverberated off of homes and branches, I realized our four legged friend was simply alerting the neighborhood to the real election taking place twenty blocks away at the Borah post office.
Darlene Bramon, Ben Doty, John Erickson, and Melinda Smyser walked into the post office, now with Butch Otter scent, and cast OUR states' electoral college votes for "the next president of the United States" Republican John McCain... well probably not the next president, but that is who we voted for.
Darlene Bramon, Ben Doty, John Erickson, and Melinda Smyser walked into the post office, now with Butch Otter scent, and cast OUR states' electoral college votes for "the next president of the United States" Republican John McCain... well probably not the next president, but that is who we voted for.
All the pomp and circumstance of election day seems a little less spectacular when four white people slip into a post office more than a month after the election to decide the leader of the free world . . . or maybe it's just me.
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