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It seems like Washington state GOP chair Luke Esser and his friends are still plugging away trying to get "as close as we can to 100 percent" of the votes counted in Saturday's caucus. But it seems like Esser isn't much of a voting rights man. The folks at the Horsesass Blog dug up some of Esser's columns from his college newspaper. Here's one choice passage on the topic of people's right to vote ...

Like any sport worth its salt, in politics you have adversaries, opponents, enemies. Our enemies are loudmouth leftists and shiftless deadbeats. To win the election, we have to keep as many of these people away from the polls as possible.

Now your average leftist loudmouth is a committed individual and can almost never be persuaded to ignore his constitutional rights. The deadbeats, however, are a different matter entirely. Years of interminable welfare checks and free government services have made these modern-day sloths even more lazy. They will vote on election day, if it isn’t much of a bother. But even the slightest inconvenience can keep them from the polling place.

Many of the most successful anti-deadbeat voter techniques (poll taxes, sound beatings, etc.) that conservatives have used in the past have been outlawed by busybody judges.

The only means of persuasion left available to us are Acts of God, who we know is exclusively on our side. I’m talking about seriously inclement weather. I want Biblical floods and pestilence. I will settle for rain, sweet rain. The deadbeats won’t even go out in the rain for their welfare checks (they send one of their social workers to pick it up). There’s no way they’ll vote if it’s raining.

Sort of puts the Washington state GOP's obsession with 'vote fraud' in a helpful new light.


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Like any sport worth its salt, in politics you have adversaries, opponents, enemies. Our enemies are loudmouth leftists and shiftless deadbeats. To win the election, we have to keep as many of these people away from the polls as possible.

Now your average leftist loudmouth is a committed individual and can almost never be persuaded to ignore his constitutional rights. The deadbeats, however, are a different matter entirely. Years of interminable welfare checks and free government services have made these modern-day sloths even more lazy. They will vote on election day, if it isn’t much of a bother. But even the slightest inconvenience can keep them from the polling place.

Many of the most successful anti-deadbeat voter techniques (poll taxes, sound beatings, etc.) that conservatives have used in the past have been outlawed by busybody judges.

The only means of persuasion left available to us are Acts of God, who we know is exclusively on our side. I’m talking about seriously inclement weather. I want Biblical floods and pestilence. I will settle for rain, sweet rain. The deadbeats won’t even go out in the rain for their welfare checks (they send one of their social workers to pick it up). There’s no way they’ll vote if it’s raining.



Odds are this "gentleman" comes from the agrarian side of the state. (East of the Cascade mountains) This part of the state is as red as any place in the country. Has long been a hot bed for the John Burch Society. Given how right wing these people tend to be, it's a testamant to how Blue the West side of the state is. Otherwise known as Cascadia!

This is the sort of Liberal Bashing I have grown up with, and it's still disgusting!
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He can't possibly be serious?


Sadly I already know the answer to that, I have lived in a fanatically red state pretty much my whole life, and this is the kind of stuff you can read in the letters to the editor in my local paper (I think I may start posting some of them).


On a semi-lighter note. (Edited for content, because I'm a prude)

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AESOP'S FABLES
TEACH CHILDREN
THE ART OF VOTER
SUPPRESSION.
BY ANDREW GOLDEN

- - - -

The little zebra was coming back to his ward of the savanna after doing some important errands, when an odd scene caught his eye.

His local polling place was packed. The lines were very long, and overwhelmingly composed of tired, confused-looking antelopes.

At that moment, Mr. Giraffe whistled for the zebra to come over.

"Hey, Zebra," hissed Mr. Giraffe. "We need your help here! We're overwhelmed."

"Are you getting out the vote?" asked the zebra innocently.

"Are you kidding? No, we've got to win this thing, Zebra. B.A.M.N. That's right, an acronym. 'By Any Means Necessary.' For the good of this savanna. Listen, put on one of these T-shirts."

"Why?" said the zebra, as he was handed a T-shirt with the phrase "Anti-Fraud Enforcement" written across the chest. He noticed that Mr. Giraffe and several menacing-looking hyenas were wearing them, too.

"Check out these antelopes, little Zebra," said the giraffe under his breath. "All looking for a free handout. And that music they listen to. Well, we're not gonna let them, or their NAAAP thugs, steal this from us. Here's what I want you to do. See that old antelope over there? Tell her she's at the wrong polling place. Then, if she acts confused, tell her she needs to show you six forms of ID."

"But what about free elections?"

"That's cute," said Mr. Giraffe. He turned quickly around to see a couple of young, idealistic-looking antelopes getting in line. "Hey, guys, you know if you've got any outstanding parking tickets we're going to have to arrest you if you check in to vote. It's all right there in the fine print. And if you have any parking misdemeanors on your record? You're going away for a long, long time."

The antelopes scattered away.

"This is illegal!" protested the zebra.

"You're illegal, Zebra. You're illegal. Shut the f*** up. I mean, do you want 'Hanoi' Hippo to win this thing? If he gets in, the vampire bats win."

"I feel bad about this ...," whined the zebra.

"You do what we tell you, or we'll take the tax exemptions away from your synagogue! And another thing: If you see any born-again rhinos come to this precinct, or any fat lions wearing "Who Farted?" T-shirts, send them to the front of the line. And give them 11 ballots. I can't wait to read wild African Bill Kristol's column tomorrow!"

"Well," shrugged the young zebra. "At least I'll go to my grave knowing that no cheetah couples ever gained hospital-visitation rights or filed joint tax returns on my watch! Phew!"
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