{"id":257,"date":"2002-02-20T14:25:00","date_gmt":"2002-02-20T18:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/wordpress\/?p=257"},"modified":"2009-07-08T12:07:23","modified_gmt":"2009-07-08T19:07:23","slug":"the-pooka-life-129","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/?p=257","title":{"rendered":"Voting Rights"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I am a big fan of democracy. So much so that I often apply the principal of \u201cmajority rules\u201d to my own life.<\/p>\n<p>For example, back in the day when Kevin and I were merely dating, we often held mini-elections over issues of contention. I had four votes and Kevin, as an independent body, had three votes. The voting would work something like this&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHey Kev, what do you feel life for dinner tonight?\u201d I\u2019d ask.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, I could really go for pizza,\u201d he\u2019d reply patting his stomach and smacking his lips.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m not in the mood for pizza,\u201d I\u2019d reply, \u201chow about Chinese?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Kevin would scowl, \u201cNo, no, I just had Chinese last night. Pizza.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cChinese.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cPizza.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>At this point we\u2019d realize we were at an impasse and so we\u2019d put it to a vote. Four votes, Chinese, three votes Pizza, and the issue was decided.<\/p>\n<p>Now I know what you are thinking. You\u2019re thinking this is merely a dictatorship\u00a0<em>disguised<\/em> as a democracy. Ahhh, but there you\u2019d be wrong. How about this factual scenario&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m getting hungry. What do you want for dinner?\u201d Kevin asks me patting his stomach and smacking his lips.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, I don\u2019t I could go for Mexican or Italian,\u201d I reply.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell, which one do you want more?\u201d Kevin asks as he hunts for his keys.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t know, I could go either way. Lets vote.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m split down the middle, two votes Italian, two votes Mexican so Kevin\u2019s three vote block easily tips the scales onto Italian and off we head for some pizza.<\/p>\n<p>You see? Democracy in action.<\/p>\n<p>There\u2019s only one problem. Once our individual beings merged into the state of matrimony, Kevin believed he should be granted equal voting rights. After much debate and long diatribes, I agreed and we now have four votes apiece. This, as you can imagine, is difficult as there are often ties with no mechanism for tie breaking. My streamlined democracy is now a bit more unwieldy but this is just one of the many sacrifices I have had to learn to endure. Although I must admit it was much more fun back in the day when I held the tie breaking vote. Ah well.<\/p>\n<p>But the point of this rambling is that I need a craft room. Currently, Kevin is hogging all the free space in the house. He has one room devoted entirely to his computer stuff and a second room filled with his tools and woodworking stuff. The result is there is no where for me to spread out and work. Therefore, I have decided to submit a resolution to the McLaughlin democracy. I propose that the computer room be turned into the craft room.<\/p>\n<p>Voting will open at 2:25pm today and close and 2:30pm. Any vote not cast won\u2019t count&#8230;&#8230; Think I should let him know about this? I suppose this entry\u00a0<em>is<\/em> a form of public notice. I guess that\u2019s good enough.<\/p>\n<p>Well, look at that, only 4 minutes left for voting.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m thinking Chrissie is going to get her craft room after all&#8230;&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am a big fan of democracy. So much so that I often apply the principal of \u201cmajority rules\u201d to my own life. For example, back in the day when Kevin and I were merely dating, we often held mini-elections over issues of contention. 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