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You Still Have 2.5 Hours To Become a Minor Political Functionary!

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Thanks to the most exciting primary season in years, there's been an understandable lot of talking about the process of selecting a presidential candidate, especially regarding Delegates, Super Delegates, and of course, Mutant Delegates from the sewars.

Unfortunately, there's been a kind of New Star Wars Trilogy feel to reporting on the matter; ponderous, boring, pretentious and narratively inconsistent, but somehow taking forever to get through. The general consensus seems to be that these Ancient, Mystical Sages wield untold powers to choose presidential candidates much like the Jedi Council chooses whether or not to let someone join their exclusive little club. And of course, just like in the shitty new trilogy, the general fear is that they're going to end up rejecting the most powerful candidate ever, who presumably will end up turning into a robot killing machine.

But what if, in fact, the Delegates were more like the cool jedi from the Original Trilogy, the kind that anyone with the just-so amount of moxy, talent and access to an X-Wing fighter could, with enough training, become? What if, in fact, even a worthless* little schmoe like yourself could actually become a Democratic Convention Delegate?

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Well as California Fault Line reminds us today, you can! If, that is, you get your ass to a fax machine by the end of the workday: