Fraud in Kentucky

How can you tell when an election is being rigged? Well, there are a few ways, actually. When the results are in sharp variance with recent polls, especially exit polls, you know something’s up. The U.N. has said that any difference greater than 4%, I think it was, is evidence of fraud. When people show up at the polls and find out they’ve been de-registered for some reason, you have to assume some shenanigans are afoot. Nobody gets de-registered in nature. That takes a deliberate action on the part of somebody, and it always seems to work against the candidates I like.
But there are two ways you can tell if an election has been rigged that I would like to talk about tonight, because I am pissed off about what just happened in Kentucky. First, polling place closures. Very much like removing individuals from the voter rolls, it is not something that just happens. Somebody had to make a conscious decision to close those polling stations. Saying “we couldn’t afford to keep so many open” is bullshit. If that were the case, they could have easily adjusted the number of polling places a year before the election, before they knew who the candidates were. Also, polling stations are generally government buildings, like schools. It’s not as if anybody has to pay rent. And the workers are volunteers. Unless that’s changed, since I last voted in person. Again, like the trick of losing people’s voter registration, it always seems to work against the more left wing candidate. If these were legit closures, it would be sometimes one way, sometimes the other.
Lastly, there is the slow count. This isn’t so much a way to cheat, but a way to cover up all the other cheating. I noticed it many times during the primaries: when Bernie won a state, the official announcement often didn’t come until days, sometimes months (California, 2016) later. When somebody else won, it was the morning headline.
Because the Kentucky primary was a week ago, they are thinking everybody will have forgotten about the massive closure of polling places. We have not forgotten.