Last night I picked George up after a three and a half hour class. From six until nine thirty, George learned how to become an election judge for the Cook County primary election later this month.
He climbed into Betty with a defeated attitude and immediately said, “I can’t do this Dad! These people seem shady and aren’t very smart…”
George Shepley received his first lesson in modern day politics.
I listened to George rant and rave all the way home and all the way up to the final “Good night Big George, I love you boy.”
George is going to earn two hundred and fifty dollars to work from five in the morning until seven o’clock at night. Seventeen bucks an hour and an important lesson in democracy.
He noticed one other thing among the six tables with about six to eight fellow future election judges. The blacks sat together, the Hispanics sat together, the whites sat together and the Asians sat together.
He asked me why that was.
That will be a conversation for another time and a growing pattern that George’s generation will unfortunately have to face.
I’m just proud my little Whig Party offspring made it through the training session. I was expecting a call halfway through asking for a ride home.
Whatever precinct George lands into on March 19th… they are going to get a non judgmental autistic kid that has been blessed to not have the hate gene.
Maybe we should start electing more politicians on the spectrum?
I put a smile on the sun this morning. Go out and do something outrageous. It won’t show up on your Facebook flashback for four years.
Have at it Chalkheads and enjoy the leap!
