I'll never forget one recent, hot afternoon standing in line for some DMV transaction when I noticed the rather large group of immigrant's standing in line for Licenses. What made the group stand out was the foreign language chatter eminating and the louder voice of an interpreter trying to quell the hubub. Into this mix arose the English voice of a woman accompanying the interpreter who was having her instructions relayed to the dozen applicants. The gist of the instructions was to find the voter registration form, put down one's name, use a supplied address, and check the box registering one as a "Democrat."
Methinks we have lost the war.