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Election ‘08: A Russian Cab Driver for McCain

Wednesday, November 5th, 2008

The Yellow Cab Co. driver, Vlad, who conveyed Sindy Hawke from her home at the Santa Monica Motel to Barbara Bouer’s polling place garage was happy to help Sindy perform what he called “her civic duty.”

Vlad left Kiev in 1989 (the Wall fell and he was out) and became a citizen in the ’90s. He’s enjoyed the enfranchising privilege every year since then. Remembering that voter participation was “encouraged” (i.e. required) in the USSR, he never questioned his decision to take part in each election, but he also used that memory to guide his candidate choice.

“I voted absentee. It’s hard doing anything during the day because cab drivers have long hours.”

“I saw Communism and the soldiers’ badges, and I felt their hands on my shoulders. So i would never want to see anything close to that here.”

Here’s the brief vid Gaille Chua shot of my conversation with him:


Vlad the Cab Driver Speaks Voting from Gaille Chua on Vimeo.

Osama or Obama: Freudian Slip, Intentional Jab or Honest Mistake?

Monday, October 13th, 2008

According to the Albany Times Union Friday, Sen. Barack Obama’s (D-IL) last name was misspelled as “‘Osama’ on hundreds of absentee ballots mailed out this week to voters in Rensselaer Country,” New York. Is this a Freudian slip or a simple mistake?

Although the Democratic and Republican county officials claim it was a “typo” and “honest mistake,” I am personally finding this screw-up a bit hard to believe. The right wing has been trying to use Osama Bin Laden and Barack Obama interchangeably as well as emphasizing the “Hussein” in Obama’s name to draw attention to his Muslim background. It is not hard for me to believe that someone wanted to underscore Obama’s “otherness” and this typo wasn’t so innocent. Besides, when does a “b” look like a “s.” And these letters aren’t  close to each another on the keyboard. And for something this important, like a voting ballot, shouldn’t you have proofreaders?!

Although I am a glass half-full kind of person, I’m not quite buying the innocent typo excuse.