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Originally Posted by Ibby
... i'm personally far past the point of assuming good faith, after a lengthy and forceful push to portray mail-in voting as untrustable, unreliable, and undemocratic.
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How sad for you.
True story:
I've long been signed up for the USPS Informed Delivery Daily Digest service (it's free). When mail addressed to me goes through the sorting scanners, an image is captured and I receive those images in an email announcing those items are on their way to me.
Just this past week I got an email showing detailed images of two official mail-in ballot application forms, with my exact address on them, sent by the County Clerk's office. The names on those two mail-in ballot application forms were of people who don't live at my address and that I've never heard of.
That means there there are two people who have managed to get fraudulently registered (deceived, bribed, hacked?) with the County as voters at my address who can apply for mail-in ballots with none of the challenges for establishing identification that an in-person voter would have to satisfy. All they'd have to do is check a box that says they still live here. There's also a provision on the application to have the mail-in ballot sent to another address... a write-in address.
The post office delivers based upon name, not address; so, those applications were never delivered to me and I won't have an opportunity to turn them in (I still have the email though). Anyone having IDs (genuine or fake) with those names can now claim those mailings, fill out the request for mail-in ballots, and have those ballots sent to an address of their choosing.
That's two votes by people who may not even be eligible to vote versus my one eligible vote thanks to mail-in ballots. There's always been corruption in the voting system. Mail-in ballots can exacerbate that.
The more they overthink the plumbing, the easier it is to stop up the drain. - Scotty. They're best used when necessary to keep eligible voters from being disenfranchised rather than for mere convenience.
Of course, my address on those applications could have been just a typo; but, I wanted to tell my wonderful story on this Sunday afternoon.