Never knowingly represented
Jun. 10th, 2004 09:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
altarielI was glad that I bothered to pull out our polling cards. And even gladder that I bothered to read them. Because otherwise I wouldn't have known there was a [deleted] BOUNDARY CHANGE!!!
Which meant a different polling station. Which meant that instead of our customary three-minute jaunt round the corner, we had a quarter of an hour slog halfway across north [deleted] [deleted] benighted city in eastern England!
My god, though, my grandparents came over here and slogged to build railways and what-have-you so that I could be free to cast my vote in such as way as to have them spinning in their graves. No pesky walk was going to stop me exercising my democratic right!
I made the effort to check turnout and results at the last election in my new ward. And let's just say that while the candidate of my party of choice did not come in third, the combined number of votes cast for second and third placed candidates did not even catch up with those cast for the winning candidate...
*grinds teeth*
When we left the house, we were walking behind a young couple clutching their polling cards, clearly bewildered at this strange walk they were being forced to make. About halfway to the polling station they looked like they were giving up and going home. By gum, they don't make them tough any more. (They did get there in the end, just as we were leaving. Good for them.)
Hellfire, though, 19.7% turnout at the last local election in this ward. By Christ I've done my bit for democracy tonight! Never was a vote cast so vainly and with as much vengeance of heart!
Which meant a different polling station. Which meant that instead of our customary three-minute jaunt round the corner, we had a quarter of an hour slog halfway across north [deleted] [deleted] benighted city in eastern England!
My god, though, my grandparents came over here and slogged to build railways and what-have-you so that I could be free to cast my vote in such as way as to have them spinning in their graves. No pesky walk was going to stop me exercising my democratic right!
I made the effort to check turnout and results at the last election in my new ward. And let's just say that while the candidate of my party of choice did not come in third, the combined number of votes cast for second and third placed candidates did not even catch up with those cast for the winning candidate...
*grinds teeth*
When we left the house, we were walking behind a young couple clutching their polling cards, clearly bewildered at this strange walk they were being forced to make. About halfway to the polling station they looked like they were giving up and going home. By gum, they don't make them tough any more. (They did get there in the end, just as we were leaving. Good for them.)
Hellfire, though, 19.7% turnout at the last local election in this ward. By Christ I've done my bit for democracy tonight! Never was a vote cast so vainly and with as much vengeance of heart!
