Voter Fraud In Ukraine, and Here

The Telegraph has anecdotal evidence of election fraud in Ukraine:

It was 5.30pm on election day in Ukraine when the thugs in masks arrived armed with rubber truncheons.
Vitaly Kizima, an election monitor at Zhovtneve in Ukraine’s Sumy region, watched in horror as 30 men in tracksuits stormed into the village polling station. “They started to beat voters and election officials, trying to push through towards the ballot boxes,” he told The Telegraph.
“People’s faces were cut from blows to the head. There was blood all over.”
The thugs – believed to be loyal to the pro-Russian presidential candidate Viktor Yanukovich from his stronghold, Donetsk – were repulsed only when locals pushed them back and a policeman fired warning shots.
The most common trick was “carousel” voting, in which busloads of Yanukovich supporters simply drove from one polling station to another casting multiple false absentee ballots.

Actually, that works here in Minnesota, too. We have same-day registration, so a person (or, as sometimes happens, a busload of people) can go from precinct to precinct, registering and voting in each, as long as there is someone in each precinct willing to claim that the voter (or busload) lives in the precinct. It is illegal to ask for identification or proof of residence. This year, the Democrats blocked legislation that would have limited the number of voters any one person could vouch for to ten. As we reported last month, the Democrats stationed designated “vouchers” in hundreds of precincts around the state, wearing badges so that Democrats who had already voted in other states or precincts would know whom to see to vote again. This will continue until the Republicans gain control of the state Senate and finally can pass legislation to minimize electoral fraud.
Still, Minnesota elections are cleaner than those in Ukraine, as bands of armed thugs haven’t charged our polling places yet, and there are no reports of ballots destroyed by acid or voters being given pens with disappearing ink, as the Telegraph article describes.


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