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I RENEWED my Mexican voter ID card. It’s laminated and has my color mugshot. My child bride did the same.

This is my first renewal. It was almost a decade back when I got the initial one. It was a simple process. We went today to a nicely appointed, modern office right off the main plaza.

There were few people waiting, two or three.

I had to show a proof of residence, so I took my latest light bill. And, yet again, I had to show paperwork proving I’m a made Mexican, if not a born one.

My wife just showed a birth certificate and light bill.

After displaying the required paperwork, I was told to step into the next room and have a seat. I waited less than five minutes till I was called to a window where I had to sign a few forms, leave fingerprints and have my photo taken.

All was done with high-tech gear.

Come back in two weeks and pick up the new card. Now, that wasn’t so bad, and it makes perfect sense, proving who you are, that you’re a citizen before getting to vote.

One can’t help but snicker at how the Democrat Party above the Rio Bravo screams discrimination at such a process. It’s an imposition on poor people, they yell. Yet somehow the poor people of Mexico do it just fine. And no gnashing of teeth.

Nobody feels put upon.

It’s a convenient card, used not just to vote, but it serves as a national ID, and you’re asked for it fairly often for this, that and the other. I flash it proudly.

It’s understandable that the Democrat Party up north wants to make voting as easy as possible because if it required much effort, the ignorant wouldn’t bother, and Democrat politicians rely on the ignorant to stay in power.

So I’m set to vote for another decade, assuming I last that long, and in a few months I’ll renew my Mexican passport, which will go smoothly too. And no gnashing of teeth.

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(The photo is not from my town. I forgot to take my camera. It’s an election office elsewhere in Mexico.)

Voter-identification baloney

THE VOTER ID hubbub is heating up again due to the upcoming U.S. midterm elections.

This may be about the most boneheaded conflict imaginable. The worn-out phrase “no-brainer” would be hard pressed to find a more comfortable home. Who can logically argue that demonstrating that you are a legal citizen should not be a requirement for voting? Answer: The Democratic Party.

Or, as I prefer to dub it, the NDP, the New Democratic Party, due to its radical departure from classic liberal values.

voteHow anyone can voice the opinion that one must not be required to prove citizenship to vote without breaking out in howling laughter is beyond me. Yet, that is the official position of the NDP.

Why? Because many who favor the NDP notion of the perpetual Christmas stocking are poor, uneducated, in the country illegally, and so on. That the illegals cannot prove citizenship is obvious. That the poor and uneducated cannot is because, usually, they cannot get up the gumption to get an official ID.

And the NDP hasn’t enough carpools to round them up like cattle nationwide so they can get that ID.

Here’s how it works in Mexico, a land where the poor and uneducated are not in short supply: You go to an office of the election agency under your own steam with your birth certificate and proof of residence. You get photographed and issued a voter ID on the spot. It is not complicated. Most people do it.

It also doubles as a national ID for other purposes. I have one. It’s quite handy. Is there even one other nation aside from the United States where you can vote without proving citizenship? I doubt it.

Effectively proving you are a citizen would make mail-in voting difficult or impossible. So be it.  It would make my absentee voting from south of the Rio Bravo impossible, but it’s a hit I’m willing to take. You cannot vote by mail in Mexico. On election day, we head to a nearby polling place. It’s as it should be.

That no proof of citizenship is required to vote in many parts of the United States is another tragic indication of the ongoing unraveling of a once-great nation. Another is the deliberate lack of border control.

Let us salute the NDP.

The Brown People’s Party

THIS IS A real hoot. A dangerous hoot, but a hoot nonetheless.

Here in Mexico we have who has become, like Harold Stassen decades ago in the United States, a perennial presidential candidate. He is Andrés Manuel Lopéz Obrador (AMLO), and he really, really wants to be president. He ran for the office in 2006, leading a left-wing group called The Coalition for the Well-Being of All.

He came close to winning, but it was no cigar. He promptly flew into a snit and had hundreds of his supporters disrupt major streets in downtown Mexico City for months. International watchdog organizations had declared the election fair and square, but Mexicans still don’t have much faith in the electoral process.

AMLO finally gave up the Mexico City street encampments and declared himself a parallel president, the legitimate president, and he spent the next six years in his delusional office, traveling the country.

The following presidential election came in 2012, and AMLO was waiting with another lefty political coalition, this one called The Progressive Movement. Again, he lost. Again, he cried fraud. He is a sore loser.

morenaOur Harold Stassen now has a new political party, and it goes by its acronym MORENA, which stands for something or other. What it stands for is irrelevant. What matters is the acronym, MORENA, which is a Spanish word that means brown woman.

Yes, AMLO now heads the Brown People’s Party, a blatant race play.

AMLO has brought racial politics out into the open. I am for the brown people, he is none-too-subtly saying, and since Mexico is about 90 percent brown, he has quite a voter base to manipulate. And if you think low-information voters are numerous in the United States, know that we beat that number by far.

The next presidential election here takes place in 2018. Let’s see how many of our brown-majority nation vote for the Brown People’s Party on its name alone. Quite a few, I imagine. And AMLO imagines the same.

Heaven help us.