Oh Boy

Looks like we're in for another fun election in Ohio. Read this article about the advanced training poll workers get these days.

I am ushered into a classroom with a dozen other potential poll workers.
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Pam is our leader this evening. She introduces James and Don, both of whom, she says, have worked as poll workers for a long time. She starts up a movie for us to watch, and explains that she'll be back when it's over to answer questions and show us how to set up our voting machines.
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The movie, produced by the local Board of Elections, doesn't have the quality of your average YouTube video. The beginning music seems vaguely familiar -- and then I realize: It sounds like the soundtrack to a porn movie. As the director and deputy director of the Board of Elections are introduced, the music stops; they look like deer caught in headlights, their discomfort in being on camera painful to watch.
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In the film, each rule is printed on a sheet of colored paper, amateurishly taped to a wall and filmed. I can't help thinking that this would have been more effective as a PowerPoint presentation -- something most high school students are adept at doing.
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In the film, a woman comes to vote, and the poll workers ask her for her address. She mentions an address on Smith Road, and hands her identification to another worker. But then the deputy says: "So, Miss James, you live on Belmar Avenue?" And Miss James says that yes, indeed she does, and is allowed to vote.

Huh? Why was she allowed to vote after she initially provided the wrong address? Later, one of my classmates questions Pam about the error.

"Yeah, they screwed that up," Pam says dismissively.

Read the rest. It's just ... briliiant.