While the MSM has been, at best, whistling past Kris Kolbach’s graveyard for the votes of groups who dare to not vote the politically correct way: otherwise known as Crosscheck, not even The Nation comes close to asking serious questions that must be asked.
For those who don’t know, Kris Kolbach’s Crosscheck pumps out raw data lists of voters in states that have adopted it and states use those lists to eliminate voters who have similar: not the same, names. If it’s were just done randomly it still would be wrong. There’s no reason to think James J. Brown in one state is the same voter as James K. Brown in another. But here’s the kicker: those kicked off overwhelmingly have names commonly associated with groups that tend not to vote Republican, like blacks. Then, sure, a voter can try to get their right to vote back, but the history of that is filled with people being told their birth certificate, their passport, their driver’s license is good enough, only to find election time they still can’t vote. It’s a worse than Groundhog’s Day scenario no matter what they bring in to prove they are who they claim to be, and that they have the right to vote.
This is all common knowledge among us who have been paying attention, despite most of the mainstream ignoring it all. But the questions unasked are especially highlighted in hellish red marker by Trump appointing Kolbach to solve their people voting the wrong way problem, then his subsequent demand all states provide voter’s names, what their party affiliation is, SS numbers and a hell of a lot more personal info.
OK, OK, let’s make it clear as long as everything is on the up and up here Saint Kolbach and crew of angels will merely check to make sure you’re not a double voter and off to the polls you go. As we know Kolbach has a perfect record of doing nothing but… Oh, wait. As the article itself points out he has been cited by the courts for having anything but. Don’t worry, Kris, Trumpie is busy fixing that too by packing the courts with goosesteppers.
But what the article doesn’t mention is revealed by a series of questions. Exactly why do they need party affiliation? Please don’t tell me it’s just to make sure you are who the rolls say you are. Social Security numbers? Well, that’s better in one sense: a better double check, if that’s the actual intent. Telephone numbers? Addresses? Just how much are states permitted to reveal here? Can you assure us the info remains private and no Brownshirt goon squads will be hunting anyone down? Anyone see the latest NRA ad that essentially encourages that because liberals are so “violent?”
Then we have the pesky situation where electronic voting machines have proprietary software: machines built and programmed by Republican Party connected companies. How are we to know Crosscheck lists aren’t part of the programming? We would never know our votes were simply thrown away because there’s “D” by our name, or we’re Hispanic, or we have history of voting the politically incorrect way.
Yes, yes, I know: we vote in private. (Sort of.) But primary time we choose which machine to vote on in some states, or it’s loaded that way. How are we to know all this time the machines aren’t flagging us as politically incorrect voters? In Nashville our votes go into a cartridge that’s pulled every time someone votes. How are we to know the same cartridge is used every time or where that information goes?
Word: we don’t. Kolbach’s demand for this kind of personal information may have one ultimate purpose: to target politically incorrect voters and make sure their votes don’t count, or worse. Especially if addresses are included.
In case you’re curious, Mr. Politically Incorrect Voter, that would be YOU.
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Inspection is a column that has been written by Ken Carman for over 40 years. Inspection is dedicated to looking at odd angles, under all the rocks, and into the unseen cracks and crevasses that constitute the issues and philosophical constructs of our day: places few think, or even dare, to venture.
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