- Younger Son is all signed up to be a poll worker in Minneapolis at the August 11 primary, plus the November 3 general election. I am not signed up to be a poll worker, unlike pretty much every election since 2014. Being at higher risk myself (age, obesity) and living with someone at much higher risk (age, obesity, male, type 2 diabetic, stage 4 kidney disease) I am not willing to risk sitting at our polling place for 13 hours no matter what safety measures are in place.
- The Wisconsin primary — but not its presidential primary — is next Tuesday. (Non-binding presidential primary was in April.) Smokey and I mailed in our ballots over a week ago. Mail service has been rather unreliable over the past few months, which I blamed on low morale at the USPS. For example, we got no mail delivery on Monday, even though the email of scanned envelopes I get every morning showed that we had mail. Now I find that it is all the fault of the new Postmaster General, who put in directives bound to screw up mail delivery. ::fuming::
- I filed all my July state and federal campaign finance reports on time, well before the due date on some. I am proud.
And now, rants in a somewhat different key than usual.
Now that’s an obit with teeth.
Sadly, I think those that need to read that obit, won’t… sigh.
And the mail is truly the stuff of my rages these days!
I’m afraid the obituary might be an example of The People Who Need to Read It Most Won’t.
How do you get a daily scan of envelopes?
My mail scans have been nearly always matching up with what I actually get on any given day, though that could be because I live in the densely populated SF Bay Area instead of somewhere more rural. I do worry that the fools who want to dismantle the USPS so much might actually get their way this time. (But I have been buying stamps like crazy, and sending mail as well. Trying to do what I can to support them.)