Book Review by Ellen Theisen of VotersUnite.Org
“According to mythology, Apollo, the sun god, was so taken with Trojan Cassandra’s beauty that he gave her the gift of prophecy. When she did not return his love, he punished her with a curse. Reluctant to revoke a gift once given, Apollo’s curse was to make Cassandra’s prophesies fall on deaf ears.†~Cassandra, Chanting, page vii.
The blurb on the jacket starts out by saying:
But even though the plot is intriguing, it isn’t what I found most intriguing. And even though the book’s primary message of our election system’s vulnerability is as serious as it is true, the author’s stark revelation of that truth isn’t what captured my heart.
As a long-time election integrity activist, what I loved most about the book is that the anonymous author has clearly been paying attention, and he (yes, that much we’ve been able to learn about him – ed) managed to put into novel form the Alice In Wonderland world that many of us have been living in for the past three, four, five, or even more years…
The author set his fictional conspiracy in the midst of the political and financial realities that impact American elections: the turmoil caused by the Help America Vote Act of 2002 (HAVA) and the presence of the U.S. Election Assistance Commission (EAC, renamed the “Federal Bureau of Elections†in the book); the recent rush toward using easily “fixable†electronic touch-screen voting computers and the rampant indifference to the uselessness of their “paper trails;†the windfall suddenly available to voting system companies and the enormous control they now have over elections; the inequities and dangers inherent in the conflict-of-interest all too common in the voting system testing and certification process; and the political roadblocks that frustrate the efforts of informed citizens trying to do the right thing.
While one of his characters is a county clerk we’d all like to have run our elections, he also points to the obstinately ostrich-like response of many big-wig election officials when confronted with potential election equipment problems. He weaves in some odd disparities between exit polls and results — and even provides some highly entertaining explanations for those disparities.
Yes, the author’s been paying attention — to all of this and more. One has to wonder why he needs to be anonymous. The book’s hero and heroine hold key positions at the National Institute of Standards and Technology (NIST), an agency not renamed in the book and generally portrayed in quite a favorable light. Hmmm…
Cassandra, Chanting isn’t only “an election insider’s nightmare†about a “race against the clock to uncover the high-tech complexities of a plot to fix the outcome of the election†(as the book’s jacket promises). It’s a well-presented and readable integration of many of the complex, interwoven forces that enable, support, and foster the disease that presently besets our election system.
While the details of the plot may be fiction, the novel presents us with disturbingly detailed reality. Like “The Jungle,†this fiction points out non-fictional dysfunctions in our culture that cry out for resolution.
I won’t say it’s without hiccups. A statement, made in passing, that HAVA requires getting rid of punch card ballot systems caught my attention because the prevalence of that “myth†in the real world increased the stampede toward electronic voting. Somewhat more significant to the plot was the existence of an interested and diligent press — a treasure all too lacking in the real world of these United States. But overall, the author painted the true, and truly troubling, landscape in which our current election system resides.
From where I sit, this book speaks truth. I hope that Cassandra, Chanting is Cassandra, heard.
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Read more on Cassandra, Chanting at the book’s website, or purchase it via Amazon.com
Hey Brad, entertainment from our side of the fence! Nice write up. I thought Coggin’s Runoff was a good read. Lots of info for readers!
Elegant dispatch of the Cassandra myth, Ellen. Thanks for the heads-up.
Maybe Brad could do it on tape for the stupidly too many who don’t read…? Put his mellifluous tones to good use?
Maybe? 😛
Hmmmm…
One day while cleaning the dust out of a hangar when I was working at Area 51, I found a classified Cosmic secret Document with footprints on it. I took it home, but a kid broke into my barracks, and stole if from me and showed it to a nun who burned it. But from memory the recipe was….
If you want to summon Karl Rove, you need to be on a deserted crossroads at midnight, Draw a three ring Circle of Sulfur, Copper Sulfate and Salt, on the night of a full moon, at on of the quarters or equinox’s, light the three rings on fire, then rip a black chicken in half, Drink some of it’s blood, and then burn the rest with belladonna, mandrake, the fat of a baby, all while whipping yourself into a sexual frenzy chanting incantations in the ancient alphabet of malachem, enoch, and nonsense to all of the sprits, stations, and hierarchy of the goetia, lemegeton, spirits, elements, and watchers then add your on the fly ad-lib chaos god / godess’s over the proper sigils written in the blood of millions of innocent martyrs who’ve died for nothing more than materialistic profit. This takes a long time, nearly 100 years straight of chanting and screaming.
(You do understand, I was kidding right?!)
Okay, just trying to lighten up the horrible state of reality.
~Poof~
(Black Smoke)
Karl Rove Appears…
;o)
PS. I wonder how long it would take for a drop (like a faucet drip) of water to eat through a diamond?
Longer than our democracy can survive without the “oxygen” of verifiable elections.