Boss Tweed had nothing on this bunch today.
Someone–I forget whom, I read a lot–has said Donald Trump is making a serious mistake in pitching his candidacy to the voters instead of setting up his own operations for ballot harvesting and ballot curing. As long as Democrats cheat and Republicans don’t, the commentator said, the GOP will never win another national election.
I hadn’t even heard of “ballot curing” until just a few days ago. It’s not allowed in 26 of 50 states. (They give you a few days to “cure” or correct minor defects on your ballot, such as mismatched signatures… like suddenly you had a totally different handwriting.)
So we have to cheat to beat the cheaters? Well, obviously we can’t just sit there and let Democrats devour the country and destroy it. If we can’t stop the cheating, then what’s there to do but out-cheat the cheaters?
But boy, oh, boy–where does that leave us? Now there’s not even a hope of an honest or fair election. The Roman Republic reached this point and wound up with the Caesars. The legislature was broken. Their elections were street fights. Every cheap little political thug wanted to be the big boss.
I can’t say the commentator was wrong; but if he wasn’t, then that’s a really fine state of affairs, isn’t it? Shame on us for letting it go that far. But we were busy living our ordinary lives while the reprobates in power plotted to get more by any means, fair or foul. Mostly foul.
Stand up for us, O God: and give us what we need to stand up for you. In Jesus’ name, Amen.