Did my civic duty yesterday.
The wife and I actually tried to vote early while I was off last week, but that would have meant voting at the courthouse. I didn't mind de-weaponizing myself as much as it was a parking issue for the wife.
For a government building, their handicapped accessibility is minimal, and usually occupied by judges and staff.
Seriously. I even stopped a police officer about it one time, and he said, "Oh, that's old judge So-and-So. He doesn't get around real well any more, so we let him park there." Said while looking at my wife in her wheelchair. Nice.
Anyway, I went to vote after work at a nice church school gymnasium with about one hundred or more people, winding around in a long line toward a grand total of six voting machines.
After the hour or so in line, people were leaping at the freshly vacated booths like seats on a ride at Disneyland.
My turn came, and I employed my strategy: if there was a Libertarian on the ballot, I voted for them. The "R's" took precedence over the "D's", if that was my only choice, and any incumbent was out.
My wife asked me, "Who did you vote for?"
"I have no idea", and explained my strategy.
"But that's not fair - you don't even know these people."
"Honey, sometimes, it not about voting for people, or even against people. Each of these people has aligned themselves with a set of ideas, and I'm voting against some of these ideas."
Of the people, by the people and for the people, and all that. But it's the ideas that are dangerous.