Operation Chowse

So yesterday was the primary in Missouri, and I took the Democrat ballot.

Which I’ve been known to do when a Republican incumbent is relatively safe. In 2004, I probably voted for Joe Lieberman.

It’s not so much an Operation Chaos sort of thing, but rather I like to vote for the person whom I would think would make the least bad Democratic president.

So I voted for Tulsi Gabbard yesterday.

I mean, amongst the people remaining in the Democratic primary race, she’s the least crazy. Also, she could probably beat me in a push-up contest.

This headline makes it sound like I was somehow cheating: Missourians will need to declare party affiliation for Tuesday’s presidential primary, but that’s not the case. You just ask for the ballot. You don’t declare yourself affiliated with the party or anything.

It must have been the first time I’ve voted for a woman for president since Michele Bachmann wasn’t on the ballot here in 2012.

Regardless of who wins in November, I’ve inoculated myself against all criticism as I can say, “Don’t blame me; I voted for Tulsi.”

(Explanation of “chowse” here.)

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