The first polling place we went to after lunch was in the downtown area. We learned that there were problems around the block at Miguel F. Martinez at a special election station for voters who were not voting in their home precinct. Sure enough we came upon a line that stretched out for several blocks. A man near the front of the line told us that he’d been waiting for 5 hours. There was no shade from the oppressive midday sun.
We learned from an IFE observer that there were only 250 ballots left. He counted down to the middle of the block and informed those remaining that they would not be able to vote. He gave them the locations of other special polling places. We learned from him that this is not new. In 2000 there was a similar problem in polling places such as this one where voters wouldn’t be likely to vote for the “correct” candidate. They are simply shortchanged ballots. With five hours remaining, the polling place was out of business.
We decided to go to one of the other locations where out-of-towners can vote that the IFE observer had suggested to the people he turned away. At the Agua Caliente Tower at Fundadores Blvd. the line of people circled the entire park. A Telemondo news crew was interviewing people and we were told that this location had also run out of ballots. No new voters were being permitted to join the line, so those coming from the previous location would be out of luck here too. It was 3:00 PM – three hours remaining for election day.
People in the line noticed the badges Barbara and I were wearing and were eager to tell us how long they had been waiting in the hot sun. A woman holding a baby, standing about midway in the line looked at her watch and held out her hand with all five fingers extended. I looked around for anyone offering water to the people in the line – there was no one. Then a woman came up to me obviously distraught and hoping I could help. Oscar translated that she’d been told at her local polling place that her name wasn’t on the list. So she’s been directed to go to this special voting place. She’s waited for six hours to vote, only to be told when she got to the end of the line that she couldn’t vote here because her voter card showed that she could vote in her local place.
Gabriella showed me her voting card. The photo was clearly her, the address was Tijuana. The right to have a voice in her government was so important to this poor woman that she’d given up her day off to stand in the hot sun for six hours to cast her vote, and for her persistence she was rewarded with rejection.
Id’ read that the same company that had been used to scrub Florida’s voting lists in 2000 had been used to do the same in Mexico. Perhaps Gabriella was one of those names removed from Tijuana’s voter roll. The long lines and shortage of ballots reminded me of Ohio. Voter suppression and disenfranchisement – is this how America spreads democracy? I’d been so impressed with the transparency of the Mexican election system, but somehow corruption prevailed.
After observing the vote tally at the polling station where Silvia had been working we went back to their home to watch the results. We’d been hearing rumors all afternoon that Obrador was ahead by a huge margin. The television showed something else. First, Mr. Ugalde, president of IFE explained in an almost monotone voice that the election was too close to call. Then President Vincente Fox appeared, again repeating that the election was too close to call. The four anchor persons on the channel seemed confused and troubled. Things were not going as planned. Suddenly Lopez Obrador was making an announcement. It seemed that he was about to concede. Oscar was translating for us as he said that he would respect the outcome of the vote, even if he lost by one vote. BUT he had not lost. In fact he had over 500,000 more votes than Calderon. He was declaring victory!
Do You Know Where You’re Going To?, by JeeniCriscenzo, Wed Jul 05, 2006 at 09:38:00 AM PDT, Daily Kos