I voted in the 2010 elections in Minnesota - the one that gave the state Crazy Eyes Dayton. The State declared that anyone wearing a T shirt with “Ask for My ID” would be arrested.
When I got to the election judge’s table to get my ballot, where all that is needed would be for one to point to the name in the sign in book, I gave the election judge my Minnesota drivers license - without being prompted to do so. I got the stinky eye for that one.
No longer in Minnesota, where my vote does not count anyway, since Mark Ritchie is already bought and paid for.
In 2008, I voted at my precinct in southwest Minneapolis.
I gave the pollworker my name and address and and she was looking for it, I asked her “How do you even know if I’m Steve S......? You do realize that I could walk in here and vote under someone else’s name - right?”
I didn’t say it loudly and I didn’t say it with any anger or sarcasm in my voice. The pollworker stopped and looked at me as if I just asked her if she was a space alien too. The pollworker next to her chimed in and told me not to make trouble.
I laughed at both of them, this time in a sarcastic tone and reminded them “You know, you really have no idea if I am who I’m claiming to be”.
You know what? I got the feeling that they truly didn’t care if I committed voter fraud or not.