They just give them away if you have 5 mexican names.
Obama ordered it.
BTW, last time I was in the Department of Motor Voter I felt like I was at bull fight or Mexican wedding or something. I was the only white guy there and thought I might need an interpreter. I get my ticket and after 3 hours of this carnival, while listening to an automated sick sounding cyber voice say, “Now serving B497. I get to window #121 and here stands this 245 pound obese bureaucrat with a heavy accent. She gives me the “I hate you look” while straining to make her lips smile.
It went straight down hill from there.