That's a code word for me getting thumped in yet another election. To which my granddaughter has this to say to anyone that either didn't vote for me or who couldn't be bothered to vote at all.
As frustrating as it is to lose, what really bothers me is that eight out of ten folks stayed home, consenting to rule by a minority of voters and forgetting the sacrifices of generations of Americans who guaranteed them the rare and precious right to vote. I'd rather have my chicken-wing bloated backside kicked but good by an engaged and active electorate than to get crushed by a small turnout that likely is well-represented by those who don't want someone stopping the gravy train and taking away the gravy ladle.
But, to regurgitate a phrase I truly hate: It is what it is.
There were many, many words of encouragement during this run for office. I even got Marc Cour's only vote for School Board:
But the continued pathetic turnouts for Primary Elections boggles my mind. Especially in a municipal primary, which I believe is the most important election because it sets the direction your wallet is going in. With the news this week that the Wilkes-Barre Area School Board is once again planning to raise taxes, that direction is clearly charted: Our wallets will be lighter.
Folks, I've said it before and I'll say it again: You get what you don't vote for ...or vote against.
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