petymology:

In the town I live in, there’s only one place to get the state-required voter ID. It’s way out beyond the end of the bus line, and its hours are inconvenient and unpredictable. Also, the IDs cost like $30; the people who passed the voter ID law obviously didn’t think that was a budget-breaker for anyone who MATTERED.

If you have difficulty getting a voter ID, here are some thoughts:

– Contact a church. (I wish I could say contact ANY church, but to be honest, if you look unconventional, and you don’t know which churches in your town are the progressive ones, look for a Unitarian church. I suspect most synagogues would be more helpful than most evangelical churches, but I don’t know that from personal experience.)

When I was a church secretary, if someone had called and said, “I want to register to vote, but I don’t have a car and I don’t have $30 for an ID,” I’m pretty sure our entire governing board would have been lining up to help you out.

In this part of the country, nuns are a good bet, too.

– Contact the local Democratic Party office.

– Contact a YMCA or a YWCA. Did you know that fighting racism is actually part of the Y’s charter? Pretty sure somebody in that office will be able to help you get the ID you need to register.

– Go to your town’s website and look for a pro-diversity organization – a Multicultural Awareness Center, something like that. Give them a call.

– Call your library reference desk and ask if they know of anyone who could help.

I don’t actually think this would help, but it would be interesting: Call the local office of your senators and your representative, and ask if they can help you get a voter ID. At least it might be entertaining to hear them sputter.

skellydun:

✨I hope at least one of your classes gets cancelled tomorrow✨

teenagerposts:

their website is wearethorn.org

coexpress:

my sister was sad because she thought the only reason i liked her cheesecake so much was because i was stoned as fuck when i ate it so to prove her wrong (because it was great fucking cheesecake) i ate the OTHER HALF in its entirety while maintaining (for the most part) sober eye contact with her and she finally was like “ok i get it stop looking at me…” mission accomplished love your cheesecake sis