Too easy
I just voted. I’ll include my votes at the end for any interested parties, but right now I’m more interested in the voting process. The security over at Sarasota County precinct 129 is horribly lax.
No one verified my identity.
Not by photo, not by signature. They have no idea if I am who I said I was.
I was asked for my last name, which I provided. As the volunteer flipped through the roll, I saw my name, and I said “there I am.” She asked for my address which was clearly printed next to my name in the roll. The volunteer even had her finger on the address, so I could easily tell what information she wanted. I dutifully read the address off the page, and she said “sign here,” and pointed to the wrong signature box. “I think I’ll sign in this one,” I said, correcting her. She didn’t notice. She handed me a piece of paper, which I handed to another person who directed me to a touchscreen voting machine. The machine appeared to function normally. Others weren’t so lucky. And none of us knows if the machine really worked, because its inner workings are secret.
I could easily go vote again. All I’d have to do is say “Smith,” point at the first unsigned male-name “Smith” box, read the address off the page when asked, and go along my merry way.
