The hour-and-a-half wait (outside) -- talk about your huddled masses! -- was nearly as stultifying as the past month of televised political ads. And I missed the free coffee that some obviously charming person had purchased for everyone.
Upon finally gaining entrance to the polling place, I discovered the reason for the obscene wait: only one voter registration book.
In a precinct with historically high turnout rates (I waited in a similarly lengthy line in 2004), why only one book?
That's the question the Claire McCaskill volunteers I saw were trying to resolve with the powers that be. Despite their incensed phone calls, no additional book arrived while I was there, though it did appear that more (paper-ballot) port-a-booths had been set up. Whoopee.
Casting my ballot took just under two hours off my life.
And I didn't even get a sticker.
Support Local Journalism.
Join the Riverfront Times Press Club
Local journalism is information. Information is power. And we believe everyone deserves access to accurate independent coverage of their community and state. Our readers helped us continue this coverage in 2020, and we are so grateful for the support.
Help us keep this coverage going in 2021. Whether it's a one-time acknowledgement of this article or an ongoing membership pledge, your support goes to local-based reporting from our small but mighty team.
Join the Riverfront Times Club for as little as $5 a month.