Thoughts . . . by Mark Rich

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Wednesday, April 8, 2020

Notes on the Travesty

I voted yesterday in the Wisconsin primary and wanted not to. The event was a sham forced on the state by sham politicians disguised as justices. I wanted to stay away from the polls, though, for the sake of the volunteers there. This travesty of an event imposed unduly on their elderly constitutions.

Yet I went to vote in hopes that some youths might have stepped in, to help. Youths might catch something but presumably survive.

The case proved otherwise. One regular volunteer was present, pursuing her duty. Her two usual companions were absent, I was happy to see. The village trio have been dedicated workers, election after election, without, as it happens, growing any younger.

The voting process seemed slightly streamlined in response to the conditions. Unfortunately, the one person who replaced the two missing ones was another woman whom I might have guessed — well, not younger.

Statistically it would seem highly unlikely that yesterday's primary should not result in more illness. Though adequate measures were taken, the fact that health-care workers are falling ill during this epidemic makes a strong case for adequacy being inadequate.

And who holds the blame, if anyone falls ill in Wisconsin as a result of the primary? Or if anyone dies?

The party in Wisconsin that holds the state Senate, House, and Supreme Court, and that pushed through this primary, wields the power that it does thanks to outside forces. A pair of brothers with money-bag eyes were two of the highest angels, so to speak.

Which I mention in the context of guilt. It sits not entirely within this state's borders, even if all of guilt's puppets do.

If the state's Republican party members do not vote their politicians out of office, as soon as possible, then they, too, will be accepting whatever guilt there is to be passed around. Or at least accepting their responsibility for heartless stupidity.

For heartless stupidity might explain yesterday's travesty.

Heartless stupidity, naturally, stands not even a safe six feet away from cruelty.

And if anyone falls ill, or just falls over, due to this travesty, how can we not call the travesty's imposition cruel?

We know that it was unnecessary.

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