“It’s not who votes that counts, but who counts the votes.”

– Josef Stalin

I was dying to ask Joe Miller about the ridiculously “fishy” 2010 Alaskan Senate election. Driving from a Juneau tea party held in an empty room in a rundown mall, back to our WND Celebrity cruise ship, Joe, his beautiful wife, Kathleen, and our beautiful volunteer driver, homeschool mom/tea-party activist Barbara, were kind enough to oblige me.

“Miller ran on the tea-party platform of reduced taxes and government, opposition to abortion, repeal of the health-care law passed by the Democrats in 2010, and restriction of federal earmarks for local projects.”

Sounds like my kind of candidate. And, listen to his resume: Joe is an attorney, a U.S. magistrate judge, a faithful husband and father of eight, a 1997 graduate of Yale Law School, a combat veteran of the 1991 Gulf War and a graduate of the U.S. Military Academy at West Point where he received his bachelor’s degree in political science with honors, and where he was a member of the Officer’s Christian Fellowship, an organization that seeks to “develop career-long ‘ambassadors for Christ in uniform.'” Wow.

Joe Miller, please be the president.

“[T]o ensure voter confidence in the election process and transparency,” Joe Miller “filed two state court and one federal lawsuit and later one state supreme court appeal, claiming constitutional violations of equal protection, the election clause of the U.S. Constitution and voter fraud as well as violations of the state election statute.” Thank you, Joe.

I witnessed voter fraud at the Miami Shores Recreation Center in 2010. I went to vote with my elderly mom and dad. Mom (hard of hearing) said to my Dad (hard of hearing) loudly, “Oh! The last time we were at this polling place was when we voted for Reagan, right Jim?!” The poll volunteer glanced at us coldly and then spent 30 minutes looking for my name and address and handed me a form for the wrong district. When I corrected her, got the right ballot, and filled it out, she took it from me as if she were going to place it in the box herself (or not). I asked her if I could please place it in the ballot box myself. She made a face at me. I refused to leave until I could see her actually place it in the ballot box. I reported her to the poll supervisor.

My friend, B, volunteered to be a poll volunteer in California because “I knew there was voter fraud, and I wanted to be the eyes and ears to protect this country.” She said, “Many voters voted ‘provisionally,’ usually because their name wasn’t on our precinct list. You can either vote at your precinct with no problem or vote at another precinct ‘provisionally.’ (Either way, they didn’t have to show I.D.!)”

Here are some of the scenarios B witnessed:

  • “I used to vote here.” (But, the location was a new location.)
  • One guy left after I told him that we ultimately cross-check his name.
  • A woman brought her mother to vote (an elderly woman who couldn’t speak a lick of English) nor did she have I.D. The daughter stood in the voting booth with her mother the entire time. No one is to be in the booth while voting. We have Spanish ballots.
  • A guy who voted “provisionally” purposely put his ballot in the regular slot while I was busy. I told him to bring it back to me. (He potentially voted in two different locations).
  • One woman said she moved and was in the military (explaining why her name wasn’t on the list), but I wondered if she was trying to vote illegally.

B said there were others: “About 15 voted “provisionally.” Some could have been legit, but the others were questionable.”

Sharron Angle taught me that “voter fraud” is a strong term, not to be thrown around casually. The accepted word is “anomalies.” In her new book, “Right Angle: One Woman’s Journey to Reclaim the Constitution,” on Page 122 it asks, “Did Harry Reid Steal the Election?” It begins, “When anomalies continue unchallenged and unchecked, they “calcify” as part of the system and become harder to detect.” Sharron then quotes bloggers who explored her election’s “anomalies” one by one.

Did poll volunteers purposefully make mistakes so they could throw out votes? Are there malfunctions in ballot machines? Are some voting machines serviced by technicians who are SEIU members? Are union members “co-erced” into voting a certain way? Do some people vote twice because they have two homes in two different states? Do people with green cards who are not citizens vote? Are people bussed in and bribed to vote a certain way?

“Does my vote count? Yes. But some people’s vote counts more.” Who said that?

These two native Hoonan fishermen were beyond kind to let me assault them with questions while documenting their fisherman filleting skills. Watching their hands, I kept picturing Jesus with Peter at the Sea of Galilee doing these same fishermen things, and I started feeling guilty that I was spending so much energy on this guy’s voting record and so little on his soul. I couldn’t think of a good segue though from “Don’t vote for Obama” to “Are you going to heaven when you die?” I didn’t have any tracts with me. So, after the camera was off, I left him with my last thought, that the Bible had the answers to everything. His eye kind of twinkled like he knew that already.

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