Ted, meet chad
The state of Florida is in a bit of a quandry. They don't know what to do with all their hanging chads.
Many election supervisors in Florida's 67 counties want to get rid of the ballots because they take up so much space. Miami-Dade's are in taped-up cardboard boxes stacked to the ceiling of a warehouse, while Palm Beach County's 2000 election records sit on three 5-by-5 foot pallets, each of them 6 feet high.
I have an idea. Let's all chip in a few bucks and purchase the ballots from all the counties. Then we can box them up and send them to Ted Rall. If he's so obsessed by that election and the Florida results, I'm sure he would just love to be gifted with six million ballots that he can count and recount to his heart's content.
If anything, Rall will have six million pieces of paper on which to scrawl his increasingly infantile and unfunny cartoons and columns in which he whines about the 2000 election. He could even make a party out of it and invite Bill Maher and Mark Morford over and they could all have a good cry together over how much better the world was when Clinton was jizzing all over Monica's dress and Rall was sleeping with any woman who would have him and Maher had a tv show on a non-cable network. You know, before the thought police arrived and the world went into lockdown and Saddam the Benevolent was still presiding over that peaceful land Iraq. Ah, the good old days that exist only in the minds of those who think that those six million leftover ballots still have any meaning.
I've got $4.60 and Rall's address. Who's in?