Yesterday, I went to fulfill my obligation and responsibility as a citizen — I hit the Early Voting booth for the Texas Republican primary.
No, that wasn’t the Bad Thing.
As the lady fired up the Magic Voting Elf Box, I was in a deep funk. McCain is going to win the Republican nomination. Damn it.
So, there I was, getting ready to poke Dr Paul’s name when I realized that the list of names for the Republican nomination for President was … longer than I had expected.
Because the ballot was built before anyone dropped out of the race.
So, I cocked a giant snook in the direction of the Media and the Republican National Committee and happily punched the electronic box next to Fred Thompson’s name.
Yes, I realize that I have wasted that vote. Yes, I realize that I voted for a man who dropped out of the race several weeks ago.
Sod it, I don’t care.
I voted my conscience and picked the candidate who would best represent my interests in the White House.