Mississippi: To the Man Who Shouted at Me About Stolen Elections | Margaret McMullan/The Bulwark
To the man who shouted at me about stolen elections,
Just thought I’d follow up about our recent encounter at the polling place where I’m a poll worker. First, I’m glad you took the time to come to the fire station and cast your vote for mayor of Pass Christian, our beautiful little gem on the Mississippi Gulf Coast. Good on you for making the effort. Second, how dare you say, When do you start stuffing the ballot box? Seriously? Let me explain how this works. During our election on June 8, I worked the polls for our ward. My fellow poll workers (all women—go figure) and I had been in that hot fire station garage since 6 a.m., when we started setting up to open the polls at 7. All of us (even ones like me with years of experience) had gone through half a day of training, re-read and highlighted our voting manuals, and brought our own food and water knowing we’d be on our own for the next fourteen hours.
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