I just finished my fourth Saturday registering voters at the town library. Many library patrons recognize me, and I think they find me amusing. Usually my patter goes like this.
“Good morning, are you registered to vote?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Good for you. Have a good day.”
Occasionally I actually have someone fill out one of my forms. More often I am told that my prospect has no time to register. Then I advise my prospect to go to ‘Florida Voter Registration’ on a computer, sometimes to the back of my prospect’s head. Other times I have a prospect say, “I’m not voting because all politicians are crooks. “ My reaction is, “Your loss, Trump.” Two particularly hostile persons stand out.
One said, “Are you registering for the primary?”
“No, you need to register twenty-nine days in advance.”
“So this is for the general election.” Took the words right out of my mouth.
“I can tell by looking at you that you are a Democrat.” I was nonplussed. I am as white as he was.
He turned his back on me and said, “I don’t vote for Communists.”
I said to the back of his head, “I don’t either.” Another loss for Trump, I hope.
Another person stood at a distance with his arms folded and staring me daggers. Perhaps he was looking for voting fraud he could have the police pick me up for. I thought that it was more fun being a Democrat than a rightwing nut job.