Oh, I forgot…nobody cares who’s on the APS School Board. Six percent turnout? That’s even lower than the “estimated” pathetic 8-12 percent. Down here in the Valley, Dolores Griego won District #1 with a whopping 686 votes. Methinks I could have a small campaign kegger in my back yard and get 686 votes for anything. Total voter turnout in District #1: 1484. Well, it does only extend throughout the entire South Valley and includes, for some reason, the To’hajiilee area….
Note to self: Essays about APS and its School Board are sales/marketing death for Burque Babble. Now I know why my large team of ad salespeople has been suffering so.
Second note to self: More essays about NASA astronuts (sic) driving across the South wearing diapers; fewer essays about the APS School Board.
Reflection Note: How many current APS School Board members wear diapers to Board meetings? Investigate.
More important than the mind-numbingly low turnout is the fact that I guessed right on every single race! Okay, I had an advantage…I know every single person who voted. You can do that when turnout is a pathetic six percent.
Personally, my favorite part of voting yesterday was seeing Maggie Toulouse’s signature on the ballot. I admit, shamefully, my first impression upon seeing her name there was to think the ballot had somehow been used as scratch paper. I thought to myself. Why did Maggie Toulouse practice her signature on this School Board election ballot? I wish I were making that up.
Oh never mind. Armed with their massive mandates (or persondates, if you prefer), new School Board members Dolores Griego & Marty Esquivel (he got a whopping 1,638 votes) now have the political capital to sweepingly reform APS, enact a “New Deal” of truly Rooseveltian scope, invade a Middle Eastern country if they so choose. They are invincible, supported by the mighty 2,400 or so losers who took time out of their day to almost embarrassingly show up at a dank, depressing school gymnasium and vote them into power.
American Democracy. You can just feel the ground vibrating from all the Founding Fathers (and Mothers) spinning in their graves.