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Every time it's voting season, I always worry in advance as to how long it will take, what a hassle it will be, and just how generally unpleasant the process will be. Every time I actually go and vote, I'm surprised that so few of my worries materialize. Maybe it's a result of the shrinking size of the active electorate, or the time I choose to go, but today's stop at the polling place a half mile from our house was ... pleasant. I was a little surprised not to be given a provisional ballot (I've joined the ACLU since last year); I'm still hoping my electronic vote counts.

If you're registered in Georgia, please go vote today. If there's no one you care to vote for, you can certainly vote against.

another data point for arjache's diagnosis

The image:

Wielding a long pole weapon, with a head almost like a curved lacrosse mallet, but metal, of such a curvature that, when spun creates a clear metallic circle, with the wielder in the protected, but empty, center. Active defense/aggression in the service of protection, as a calling, not a job or choice. Perpetual determination because the only other choice is surrender and defeat.





Goddamn, but I get tired of feeling like I have to defend myself, and yet I almost always feel like I must. Others seem to project strongly, from a more solid core or sense of self, and even without intending to, can damage me, can pierce the shell around my hollow core. See, I don't believe in an essential self, and yet it seems like that's a default setting for almost everyone else. If I don't defend my hollow chocolate bunny of self, the whole thing could be shattered and fall away to... nothing?