Vote You Fools!
by Uncle Morty
Your Uncle Morty has been listening in and once again some of the living are making him shake his bony old head in disbelief. Some of you think maybe there are no good choices to vote for. You think you won’t bother. What difference does it make?
Look at it like this. You live in a rickety, rackety, clickety clackety falling down apartment. You and the other residents are kind of ticked that you’ve had a series of bad landlords but you’ve never pulled yourself together to do anything about it.
What a crappy building! Wish someone would do something! All landlords suck!
These are not uncommon comments among the residents of your building. And…okay you’re right. But then someone notices there’s some old guy at the back of the house, pouring gasoline. Now he’s setting it on fire. Some of your neighbors are trapped in the house.
Are you going to stand there, or are you going to put out the fire and save your neighbors? Who knows? If you learn to work together, maybe you can solve some of the problems the building has after you put out the fire. But right now, your neighbors are in danger of dying. Your crappy building has all your stuff in it. It’s the only place you have to live. It’s time to band together to stop the maniac.
Should you have done more earlier? Sure. Did you? No. Time to go do what you can right now.
If you’re registered; go and vote. I would…but I’m dead. So take your flesh covered legs and your stubby meaty fingers and get to the polls.
Mortimer Richard Wolcott is, quite frankly, not very forthcoming with his bio. We're not even sure if that's his real name. His work during his previous embodiments is not something he'll willingly share. He also won't explain why he's currently assigned to the world of the living. His deathography only somewhat clear from the point at which he showed up at Sacred Chickens Farm for a Halloween Party and never left. He is occasionally pressed into service to help write the blog and you can search the archives here for his wisdom. He enjoys hanging out with cats, the occasional cocktail, and dispensing sarcastic remarks to the living.