is my polling place, even though I don't live in Hyde Park anymore.
And because I don't live in Hyde Park anymore, I had to fill out a
mess of forms, show proof of my new address, and get bounced around
to a few people before I could vote. It's no big deal; even though
the first few people helping me were unfamiliar with the exact
process for “inactive” voters, we eventually got it done, and I'm
satisfactorily sure that my ballot will count. With that said; the
disorganization is indeed staggering, and I'm grateful that there
were only about 25 folks in line with me.
I'm no election law attorney, but I'm pretty sure this sign ain't supposed to be here
is usually a steady polling hub, not to mention where the mayor votes
(I assume, at least, since he lives three houses from my old
apartment). Today was no different, though I suppose it was a bit
busier than usual. By the time I bounced at just after 8am, a little
more than 400 people had cast ballots, with about another 20 hanging
around, waiting to pump their cards through the machine. Compared to
other places, where there have been awful lines since polls opened, I
get the impression that my old neighbors in Hyde Park have one of the
more organized outfits around, which is actually a bit frightening.