It's Not Our Fault!*
*First of all, let me say that I am not trying to jinx anything here, but if
it happens just please know that it's not our fault. See below.
I was surprised to find a row of ameri-striped cloth booths sitting in the Pit a few days ago. They looked oddly like voting stations, but surely it must be some sort of art installation. One of those thesis-preppers with a little too much time on their hands?
As it turns out, they were the real deal: that's right, you could vote for president in the comfort of Gund Hall. Quite convenient unless you were one of the people that the volunteers gruffly sent to a different polling place due to registration issues. One would think that berating individuals because they didn't know which poll to show up at is not the most productive way to participate in democracy, but apparently voting procedures fall under the same category as road signage in the Boston area: confusing as hell.
Of the 554 people who voted at the Gund Hall public poll 474 voted for Kerry, 65 for Bush, and 15 for other candidates including write-ins.
This is going to be a tense few days until the official counts are tallied up.