The ballot you’ll fill out in this year’s election is a lot like that old joke about the two little boys and the steaming pile of you-know-what.
The boys are twins, one optimist, one pessimist. Their parents take them to a psychiatrist to find out why they’re so different.
The doctor puts the pessimist in a room filled with toys, but he refuses to play with any, afraid he’ll break them.
He then puts the optimist in a room with a gigantic pile of horse manure, and later finds the boy at the top of the pile happily digging away.
“What are you doing?” the psychiatrist asks the kid.
“Heck,” he says, “I figure with all this, there has GOT to be a pony in here somewhere!”
This year’s ballot is like that.
The Republicans who control the Arizona Legislature referred a big batch of you-know-what to the ballot in order to keep you from finding the ponies. Of which there are at least two.
To sort through the muck, the nice folks at the Secretary of State’s office........