Sunday, October 4, 2009

So What Happens When You Try To Vote?

I guess being homeless is difficult when you try and vote, or get a driver's license, or any ID card from any governmental agency. I am shocked when I tried to get an ID and they asked me where I live. I'm feel like I'm getting the run around as I tell them that I'm homeless and really don't have an address, but they were not impressed.

I suppose the government is not capable of dealing with someone like me, someone who tells the truth about myself. I answer the questions truthfully and guess what,, they can't handle it. I mean, why is it important that others need to know absolutely the exact location I place my head at night.

I am thinking that in the end, someone must have to know,, probably some guy who has never had a life and is tied to making sure every T is crossed and every i is dotted. I wonder what would happen if this guy had one thing out of order,, would it throw him over the edge? Would he panic and not be able to respond to a new situation?

Why in the hell does it matter,, how bout I live in the United States and I'm a citizen. I don't own anything, so I don't have to pay taxes or bills, so why does it even matter? I suppose that the census is important to some, why not do it by phone number or some number randomly assigned to quantify each person and therefore label them as a citizen.

And what about a senator or representative to represent us in Congress? I want my representative to live on a park bench in the capital. Does it matter anymore,, whether we arbitrarily decide where we live, versus where we claim our park bench is?

All I'm saying is this,, be damn sure you know when you need to be counted and do your best to live life on its fullest terms, naked. Have a nice day and remember to be nice to the homeless guy,, it may end up being you someday.

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