I Do the Math That Keeps Elections Honest
It May Not Be Glamorous, But I Travel Around the Country Counting Votes
I was standing outside a metal warehouse building that was part of the Volusia County, Florida elections department on November 16, 2004, worried that I might leave empty-handed.
I had come to inspect official voting machine records from the general election that had taken place 14 days before, following up on a request I’d made under Florida’s Sunshine Law governing public access to government records. At the main elections office downtown, 10 miles away from here, they had only provided me with minty-fresh printouts. That’s not what I’d asked for—I had …