Here is our first question:

Most disappointing of all, I didn’t even put my little ‘X’ in the box that my heart wanted me to. That’s right, I went down the road of tactical voting, and voted with my head instead. And afterwards I felt kind of hollow and like I’d made some sort of horrible moral mistake (I would have liked to vote Green). See, I dreaded the thought of living under a Tory government so much, that I voted Labour- purely as a measure to dent the chances of a Conservative win. And now what’s happened? A hung parliament. A decision that’s neither here nor there. Nobody has won, really. Where’s the bubbly, Blur and D:ream? Disappointing. A real anti-climax, with no real result. I’m living in a Tory constituency and I live about 200 miles away from the only place to win a Green seat. Still, it is hopeful for the future that there is that one Green seat at least. I’m up for packing my bags right now and heading for Brighton, who’s with me?

VOTE MILK!

Milk is fully committed to fixing ‘broken Britain’.  Why let your children have brittle bones when a vote for milk can eradicate this evil, forever.

As the general election looms ever closer, it only seems fitting that the Milk Bottle Manifesto should weigh in on the debate.  When you visit the polling booths on Thursday, vote Milk and we can heal this country together.

This was a party election post on behalf of the Milk Bottle Manifesto.

New Delhi, May 7: Priyanka Gandhi, daughter of Congress president Sonia Gandhi, Thursday asserted that the party’s performance in the 14th Lok Sabha polls will be better than that in the last election.

“I think there will be improvement, at least that is what we hope,” Gandhi told reporters after casting her vote at a polling booth in Lodhi Estate here.

Dressed in a casual t-shirt and jeans, Gandhi came to the polling booth along with her husband Robert Vadra.

Eight states, along with Delhi, are going to vote in the fourth and penultimate phase of the general elections Thursday.

Gandhi expressed hope that Congress will bag all the seven seats of the capital.

Asking people to come out and vote, Gandhi said: “I hope they will be voting for a party and prime minister, who are serious about development and are ready to take the country forward.”

When asked about post-poll alliances, she said: “We will see after May 16.” (IANS)

Source: http://www.engagevoter.com/news/Priyanka-Congress.php

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]]> http://pakistanpal.wordpress.com/2009/05/07/the-pakistan-factor-in-the-indian-elections/ Thu, 07 May 2009 05:57:33 +0000 pakistanpal http://pakistanpal.wordpress.com/2009/05/07/the-pakistan-factor-in-the-indian-elections/ http://dhirendra.wordpress.com/2009/05/01/amdavadis-avoid-sun-vote-with-exuberance/ Fri, 01 May 2009 02:37:09 +0000 dhirendra1972 http://dhirendra.wordpress.com/2009/05/01/amdavadis-avoid-sun-vote-with-exuberance/ Good morning friends.  I cast my vote yesterday.  It was a very hot day that time.  There are many who vote and everybody was busy.  I have notice those teens who was voting.  Maybe that was their first time to vote.  I saw their excitement in their faces.  There are also old people there.  Even they were slow in walking, still they want to participate on the voting and give their vote to the candidate they want.

Amdavadis took their own sweet time to appear at the polling booth on Thursday. The sweltering heat punctuated with a bit of apathy set the mood for voting in many Assembly segments in Ahmedabad (east) and Ahmedabad (west) constituencies.

Most of the voting happened between 9 and 11 am in the morning while the voter turnout peaked between 3 and 5 pm. The day began with desperate voters calling up at helpline set up by Ahmedabad collectorate wanting to know why their names were deleted in the electoral list.

By the end of the day, the observation office had received 3,820 calls. The day was also peppered with few uncanny incidents like a complaint from Shah-e-Alam about two people collecting EPIC cards of voters belonging to government building A’ after they decided to boycott voting. District authorities resolved the issue. In Behrampura municipal schools, there were allegations of cars being allowed into the polling booth. – The Times of India

Archbishop Raphael Cheenath of the Archdiocese of Cuttack-Bhubaneswar, speaking in an interview with the Catholic charity Aid to the Church in Need (ACN), claimed that leaders of the Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) have made death threats against people unwilling to vote for them. He said the BJP was determined to eliminate Christianity from Orissa state’s Kandhamal district, where the vast majority of the state’s churchgoers live. Catholic priests in Orissa report that the BJP has warned Christians in Kandhamal district that if they voted for other candidates, the party would bully them into leaving the area, ACN says.

Nearly 30,000 people fled the district in 2007 and 2008 during anti-Christian attacks on nearly 300 villages in Kandhamal. Eighty people, including a Catholic priest, were killed. About 270 churches and chapels were desecrated while 6,000 homes were destroyed.

Archbishop Cheenath told ACN that people in relief camps in Kandhamal were generally able to vote. However, he said “several thousands” who fled the district during the violence were denied the vote because they were prevented from registering.

“The BJP party officials have threatened to attack the Christians and chase them away. The threats were very serious and there has been a great fear among the people,” the archbishop said, speaking from Bangalore.

“The problem for the people was made worse because the authorities in Orissa took no tangible steps to prevent such things from happening.”

“The secret agenda of the [BJP politicians] is to remove the Christians from Kandhamal,” Archbishop Cheenath said. “It was clear that this was what they wanted to do before the elections and if they win again there is no doubt that they will continue in that way.”

A Catholic priest in Kandhamal on election day reported that trees had been felled to block access to villages in order to prevent people from voting. The same tactic was used during the anti-Christian violence.

The priest said there was hardly any movement of the people.

“My colleagues and I were scared… I reached the polling booth of my village but after only two hours [of voting] the booth was literally empty. We were the first ones to cast our votes.”

The priest told ACN it was important to remember that thousands of people are still living outside the district and had not exercised their vote.

“Are these not citizens?” he asked.

The priest also alleged that four Hindus gang-raped a girl after learning that her uncle had refused to abandon his Christian faith.

In the run-up to the elections, BJP Kandhamal candidate Ashok Sahu was arrested for making an anti-Christian speech in the village of Raikia. He has since been released.

According to ACN, Sahu was closely linked to Swami Laxmanananda Saraswati, the militant anti-Christian Hindu leader whose murder last August, allegedly by Maoists, sparked widespread violence against churchgoers.

Report from the Christian Telegraph

“Be the change you want to see”

Online voting system can provide higher percentage of voting and provide facilities to so many people. I have an idea to develop web-based voting system where one person can vote only once,using a secret code and for this he/she dont have to stand in queue and dont have to travel to his/her polling booth. A person from Udaipur,Rajasthan can vote from Bangalore,Karnataka or NewYork,USA.So much time will be saved this way and there are so many benefits…

If you agree, then support this petition by voting here:

Founder-members of the blogging crew in this spot are almost unusual enough to be called eccentric. They include Hazlitt – a painter and sculptor — who has been reading a biography of his namesake, William Hazlitt, the extraordinary essayist, by Catherine Macdonald Maclean. Yesterday he sent our last thread — on pianos and violins — spinning in a delightfully unexpected direction when he quoted her mention of her subject seeing village bells as ‘the poor man’s only music’. This drew from Alarming, another stalwart blogger — who happens to be an installation artist — a confession of jumping out of a large clock in place of a cuckoo, on the hour, dressed in a fibreglass knight’s costume. (And no, this is not the sort of site where people ask what he was wearing under that.)

From there, we somehow ambled onto the subject of church bells. . . which reminded me of a holiday in the south of France; also, that I’m supposed to be running a second test of blogger polling software. Folding these thoughts together gave me a new voting theme, chosen – like the first – to tell us just a tiny bit more about who comes here. Absolutely anybody reading this – you don’t need to be a registered acciaccature blogger – is invited to cast a vote in the poll that follows this post, a record of that holiday written a few years ago. . . With luck the choices you make will help to answer this question: just how batty are we, as a group?

Woken at 4 a.m. by wooden shutters clattering in caterwauling winds like pot-lids on a full, manic boil, I seemed to be listening to theme music for the perfect, perverse holiday. I mean, a winter holiday in a summer place – in this instance, in the Languedoc. Early December floods in southeastern France had shut down autoroutes, enforced the evacuation of 15,000 inhabitants, and made me compete for a hotel room with travelling salesmen who also had to spend an unplanned night in Béziers, an unassuming wine country town about ten kilometres from the Mediterranean.

I cannot say that the mini-crisis was a surprise, exactly. As a specialist in off-season vacations for twenty years, I know that they come with risks of misadventure and physical discomfort.

That storm blew in at the end of a week in which all hope of sampling the gastronomic delights of the Midi had disappeared with my friend and travelling companion’s diabolical attack of food poisoning mere hours after we got in from Paris. The house that we’d been lent in the tiny, quasi-medieval village of Poilhes, a 30-minute drive from Béziers, was so frigid that living with its bare stone floors and sumptuous expanses of marble was like a premature entombment. What the nearby beaches are like I cannot say: my London cold bloomed menacingly on days when a trip to the water’s edge was possible.

I suspect that people who relish off-season travel were the sort of tedious child less interested in how the survivor in Three Little Pigs tricked the wolf than what it felt like to be in the house made of straw, or of sticks, when the huffing and puffing got underway. As adults, we would add to the old saying about a change being as good as a rest that a change replete with the enticingly inconvenient is even better.

Wilfred Thesiger, the legendary explorer – who only died in this century — was lucky. He only travelled, by choice, to places uncontaminated by tourism, cars or concrete. Off-season travel has a delicious whiff of his encounters with the unforeseeable because guidebooks are written for fair-weather journeys.

No travel guide could have prepared me for the spectacle of miles of rolling vineyards in autumnal red abruptly saturated in a blue glow when lightning slashed at the horizon and obliterated the yellow lights of Béziers’s huge, fortress-like St. Nazaire cathedral-on-a-hill, the highest point on the landscape. Watching from a window of a snug hotel would not have been the same thing at all. I would certainly have awarded the scene the kind of shallow marvelling I might some celluloid construction of George Lucas’ special effects department. But out in the storm’s path — unforgettably, my friend and I saw each mesmerising flash driving at a hesitant crawl, the merest acceleration churning up roaring water spouts to our right and left.

Nor would a guidebook have led me to expect that in going anywhere that night, we would be ignoring the warnings of Poilhes’s town crier, an old man who – between thunderclaps – broadcast into the howling darkness on a megaphone about the perilous state of the roads. He spoke in the broad local dialect, genially, at the ambling pace of someone taking a nip or three of pastis as he scratched himself and waited for his turn at boules.

Who knew that a French village with telephones and television would still have a town crier? – or certainly a person acting in that capacity.

There’s no getting away from it all for the truly perverse winter vacationer – who will tend to be someone who actually enjoys work in our age of ‘always on, 24/7’ accessibility. Down time is treated as sacrosanct in summer. Summer offices are resigned to getting by with skeleton staffs and rarely make demands on colleagues on holiday. But in winter – when most of the world is working – vacationers who don’t respond to summons from the workplace can find themselves left out of decisions that matter to them.

In the Languedoc I conscientiously read and wrote email memos in internet cafés in hotel lobbies, video arcades and narrow cobblestone alleys. The job of drafting a work-related budget in semi-darkness in the gaming annexe of a computer shop beside Béziers’ flower market had, for a sound track, pow! eeeee-yow! zzzz-zap! – manufactured by teenage boys clustered around neighbouring computer screens, fighting monsters in Yu-Gi-Oh!, a Japanese import.

That night I lay awake mentally editing the budget and puzzling over why the inhabitants of Poilhes put up with church bells that sounded every hour – and not once but twice, all through the night. Might the sleep deprivation be deliberate, a variant of medieval rites of mortification of the flesh? Or were the chimes designed to penetrate the ears of roly-poly pensioners – the dominant demographic segment – even after they had taken out their hearing-aids? On sunny mornings, the old ones snoozed on benches along the Canal du Midi, the feat of 17th-century engineering that bisects the village. But why should they need to know that it was 1 a.m., then 2 a.m., 3 a.m., . . .?

On a perverse vacation, unsolved mysteries and exotic images and sounds are superimposed on prosaic workday thoughts – in juxtapositions that can be as improbable as a surrealist painter’s. Going home, there’s nothing like the wrench of a paradise lost that returning from an unreal, sybaritic week on a beach inflicts, never mind that mild boredom is often par for that course. Nothing is lost, coming or going. Your reality has merely been skewed a little – for fun.

Twelve people cast their vote as I did — in a landslide victory for the piano. Knowing how keenly some comrades lust after originality, I’m sorry to report that their failure to choose the violin cost them their chance to make their mark in the annals of perversity. That’s right, the queen of stringed instruments did not win a single vote.

My fellow bloggers have been scarce on the ground almost everywhere during this month’s seemingly endless Big Freeze in Britain – but perhaps, when you return, you’ll have some suggestions for the obvious question about this remarkable result: why?

An intense – not exactly cheerful — experience of listening to Brahms’ first symphony in early January led me to wonder about the effects of particular musical instruments on our emotions. I’m not thinking of ‘mood music’ – of, for instance, the way the first movement of Beethoven’s Fifth is in sympathy with soaring optimism and nation-building bravado, or of how perfectly the scherzo passages that come later spell anxiety and mischief — and made E. M. Forster think of goblins (in Howard’s End).

I’m toying with something different — the idea of an intrinsic affinity between characteristic sounds of different instruments and their capacity for creating or enhancing certain states of mind. To me, anyway, the violin sings ‘poignant’ and ‘plaintive’ as surely as the piano does ‘clear’ and ‘transcendent’.

On that rather disturbing evening, the violins in the Brahms piece transformed a wistful mood into a mental state I would illustrate, if I had to, with a human form being sucked up and whirled away by a thundercloud muttering, in a thought bubble, ‘But how could reciprocal cherishing (also) be so sad?’.

Leaving the concert hall was out of the question. Instead, I reached for a pen and purchased moments of relief by scribbling into my programme, ‘Cue piano — please,’ – even though I could see that the orchestra had nothing of the kind. It was as if I were begging for a piano to slice through the emotional excess in what the programme notes described as ‘some of the most violent music [Brahms] would ever write;’ come in and take over, like Robert Frost’s ‘Truth’ breaking in ‘[w]ith all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm.’

No instrument but the violin has such an effect on me. I haven’t yet met anyone else who feels quite the same way about it, though I have reason to believe that my reaction at the concert was far from unique. In Musicophilia, mentioned here last week, Oliver Sacks says that Tolstoy did not entirely like music because of its power to induce ‘emotions and images […] not his own and not under his control.’ Sacks points out that in a short story by the great Russian, The Kreutzer Sonata, the narrator murders his wife for her infidelity, for which he actually blames the Beethoven piece – ‘the real enemy, he feels […] is the music.’

Of course the wife had enraged him by playing the sonata with her lover — a violinist.

I’m sure that there is somewhere in literature a piano that inspires in some people lines like Baudelaire’s ‘Le violon frémit comme un coeur qu’on afflige, / Un coeur tendre, qui hait le néant vaste et noir!’ – rendered in one of five alternative translations on the interesting OldPoetry web site as, ‘The violin quivers like a tormented heart,/ A tender heart, that hates the vast, black void!’ If I ever came across a passage in which a piano is supposed to set such a tone, it was soon forgotten. It simply would not have resonated as the strings do in Harmonie du Soir.

Never mind that caterwauling sounds a good deal worse: the unfortunate animal frantic to escape its tormenters and the tremulous sounds in this YouTube video knows precisely what I mean.

But why do the lovers of language who keep me company here so strongly favour plinking over sawing? Can it be that we’re attracted by the articulation that is the glory of the pianoforte – an instrument that can express, honour and revel in, but ultimately transcend, feeling?

This is a shockingly simple-minded test of a new possibility – voting! Would anyone reading here please click in the virtual polling booth? . . . even if you don’t have an opinion on the subject – because nothing but the accordion or snare drum means anything to you ? . . . Thank you.

[ The results were published on 12 February 2009 ]

I was a little surprised at the few number of people at my polling station? Folks all over the city were suggesting an hour wait. When I arrived…there were at most 10 people in the booth waiting area and no lines outdoors.

I still cant believe that its 2008 and we dont have an electronic system to submit a vote? A downloadable client to deliver a voice from the privacy of one’s home (not sure if that is good or bad come to think of it…something beautiful about the communal effort of getting out and voting with others at a central location).

As for the actual experience, in NYC, pulling a big red lever to clear the voting record, picking a candidate by twisting a knob that is circa 1960 and then its over?   Who upkeeps these relics. These systems from when Robert McNamara was Secretary of Defence? Probably the same folks that repair grandfather clocks (as someone in the office joked yesterday) are the same ones that assemble these monoliths!

As for other election tidbits..

- Viewers: CNN registered 13.2m viewers, w/ 70.6m viewers recorded by Nielsen across 14 networks! CNN.com registering 27m UU on election day!

- When all the votes are counted, am keen to see if this election has had a greater voter turnout than in the past (% basis)?  As of today, Obama registered 64.2m votes (349 electoral) to McCain’s 56.6m votes (163 electoral).

- AP has an article that suggests its higher than in 2004, but not as high as in 1960. “[AP] suggested the turnout could be close to that of 1964, but not higher than 1960 when John F. Kennedy squeaked out a victory over Richard Nixon. The turnout rate then was 63.8 percent, compared with 62.8 percent in 1964.”

- On Dipdive.com, a follow up video from Wil.I.Am from the Black Eyed Peas celebrating Obama’s win. Regardless of your political views, his new video “In My Name” uses interesting footage as people spell out their names.

- I too thought the CNN’s hologram was amazing! Now, they are able to create “in person” holograms without it feeling like it was the latest installment of the Star Wars trilogy where all the computer graphics made it feel fake and phony.

- Interesting to think if media companies and news outlets feel less need to be in NYC as news gathering and in person placement becomes virtual? The NYC Economic Development Corporation is undertaking a study to increase media jobs and media presence in NYC in the coming decades. The goal is to produce a “NYC Media Scenario Series,” …a year-long look at the media industry in NYC.  They are tackling how to produce more jobs, especially as media moves digital..which in turn may move those jobs to the west coast? According to the NY Observer article, stakes are high with “the media industry [as] one of the largest in the city, accounting for more than 160,000 jobs and $15 billion in wages, and occupying more than 14 percent of Manhattan’s office space.”

- A few photos when casting my vote.

Instead, it opened my eyes to a period of American history that I know very little specific information about.  It was set in the mid-19-teens and concluded in 1920, 88 years ago.  Interestingly enough, 1920 was the year that my mother was born on Christmas Eve.  I don’t know that my mother ever gave this any thought herself, since it happened before she had any memory of it, but this was a time that women didn’t automatically have the right and privilege of voting that we American women enjoy so nonchalantly today. 

As a child, my father always admonished each of his four children to “always vote.  Never give up your right to vote.  It’s too precious to throw away or waste by not voting.”  I don’t remember there ever actually being a time that I didn’t think of voting as a given for me.  I just thought of it as something all Americans did.  Tonight, however, as I began researching this information, I learned things I’ve never heard before about the generations of my grandmothers and great-grandmothers.

Did you know:

that on November 15, 1917, known as the “Night of Terror”, women arrested for “obstructing sidewalk traffic” in front of the White House (actually picketing with signs and protesting Woodrow Wilson’s lack of concern for women’s right to vote) were beaten and abused by forty prison guards of the Occuquan Workhouse in Virginia, who, with their warden’s full approval and blessing, went on a rampage with their clubs to “teach these women a lesson”? 

that suffragette, Dora Lewis, was hurled into a dark cell, smashing her head into a stone wall, knocking her out cold, which resulted in her cellmate, Alice Cosu, having a heart attack, believing that Dora was dead?

that one of the suffrage movement leaders, Lucy Burns,  was chained to the cell bars above her head, hanging all night, leaving her bleeding and gasping for air, fighting asphyxiation?

Additional affidavits describe the guards grabbing, dragging, beating, choking, slamming, pinching, twisting and kicking the women.  

For weeks, their only water was in an open pail.  Their food – a colorless slop infested with worms.

When another leader, Alice Paul, went on a hunger-strike, they tied her to a chair, forced a tube down her throat, and poured liquid into her until she vomited.  This went on weeks, and it didn’t end until word was smuggled out of the Workhouse to the public.  This abuse didn’t happen overseas in some third world country – it happened here, in the United States of America, and it was only 91 years ago.

In the process of chasing information via cyberlinks, I also learned about an HBO made-for-tv movie, entitled “Iron Jawed Angels“, which documented the battle these women fought so that all American women of all ages could have the freedom to express their choice and their decision in the voting booth. 

I don’t honestly know if I could sit through this movie, knowing what I now know these women endured.  After reading about the different women dramatized in this movie and their experiences, I am awed by their courage, their tenacity, and their willingness to fight for what they believed in – a woman’s right to vote.

But the question remains – will American women vote this year?  Or will they use the excuse of the getting the kids to school, not being late for work, or the doctor appointments, or the weather – on and on and on?

Before you decide if you’re going to make the effort to vote, take a moment and remember what women like Paul, Burns, and Lewis went through to give us the right 88 years later to go inside that voting booth and cast that ballot.  I know that I will never take the right to vote for granted again. 

Whether or not you vote Democrat, Republican, or Independent, just vote – because history is being made as you enter that polling place.

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For additional information, please visit:

Iron Jawed Angels - an HBO movie

Why Women Vote - by Connie Schultz, The Plain Dealer, August 2004

Citigal Movement - “There will never be a new world order until women are a part of it.” – Alice Paul

Women’s Suffrage - wikipedia

Women’s Suffrage - Brutal Treatments - About.com

Jailed for Freedom – a first-person account by Doris Stevens of the Suffragist Movement in the early 20th century

பழனி கோட்டாட்சியர் அலுவலகத்தில் வியாழக்கிழமை மாநில தேர்தல் ஆணையர் சந்திரசேகரன் தலைமையில் சிறப்புக் கூட்டம் நடைபெற்றது.

கூட்டத்தில் மாவட்ட ஆட்சியர் வாசுகி, எஸ்.பி. பாரி, டி.ஆர்.ஓ. பெர்னாண்டஸ், ஆர்.டி.ஓ. கோபாலகிருஷ்ணன் உள்பட பலர் கலந்து கொண்டனர்.

கூட்டத்திற்கு பின் தேர்தல் ஆணையர் சந்திரசேகரன் கூறியது: தமிழகத்தில் காலியாகவுள்ள 533 பதவிகளுக்கு வரும் 8-ம் தேதி வாக்குப்பதிவு நடைபெறவுள்ளது. இத் தேர்தலின் போது முதன் முறையாக சோதனை அடிப்படையில் 25 சதவீத இடங்களில் மிண்ணணு வாக்குப் பதிவு இயந்திரங்கள் பயன்படுத்தப்பட உள்ளன. மேலும் வாக்குச் சீட்டுகளிலும் பல்வேறு மாற்றங்கள் செய்யப்படவுள்ளன.

கிராம ஊராட்சி வாரியாக வாக்காளர் கணக்கெடுப்பு விரைவில் நடைபெறும். தேர்தல் செலவு கணக்குகளை சமர்பிக்காத வேட்பாளர்கள் மீது நடவடிக்கை எடுக்கப்படும் என்றார்.

கள்ள வாக்குகளை காட்டிக்கொடுக்கும் ஏற்பாட்டுடன் உ.பி.யில் வாக்குப்பதிவு!: தலைமைத் தேர்தல் ஆணையர் தகவல்

லக்னெü, மார்ச் 2: கள்ள வாக்குகளைப் போடவிடாமல் தடுக்கும் ஏற்பாட்டுடன் மின்னணு வாக்குப்பதிவு இயந்திரங்கள் உத்தரப் பிரதேச மாநில சட்டப் பேரவை பொதுத் தேர்தலில் பயன்படுத்தப்படும் என்று அறிவித்தார் தலைமைத் தேர்தல் ஆணையர் என். கோபாலசாமி.

மாநிலத்தில் தேர்தல் நடத்துவதற்கான ஏற்பாடுகளை ஆய்வுசெய்ய லக்னெüவுக்கு வியாழக்கிழமை வந்த கோபாலசாமி நிருபர்களிடம் தெரிவித்ததாவது:

“மாநிலத்தில் வாக்காளர் புகைப்படத்துடன் கூடிய அடையாள அட்டை வழங்கும் பணி சராசரியாக 70% முதல் 71% வரைதான் நிறைவேறியிருக்கிறது. இது 90% முதல் 95% வரை நடைபெறாமல் தேர்தல் நடைபெறாது. எனவே வாக்காளர் அடையாள அட்டை வழங்கும் பணியைத் துரிதப்படுத்துமாறு அதிகாரிகளுக்கு உத்தரவிடப்பட்டிருக்கிறது.

வாக்காளர் அடையாள அட்டை இல்லாவிட்டால் என்ன செய்வது என்பது, அப்படி வழங்க முடியாத நிலை ஏற்பட்டால் -அதன் பிறகு தெரிவிக்கப்படும்.

வாக்குப் பதிவு இயந்திரத்தில் புதிய அம்சங்கள்: மின்னணு வாக்குப் பதிவு இயந்திரங்களைத்தான் இம் மாநிலத்தின் அனைத்துத் தொகுதிகளிலும் முதல்முறையாக பயன்படுத்தப் போகிறோம். அவற்றில் 2 புதிய அம்சங்கள் சேர்க்கப்பட்டுள்ளன. 1. கண்பார்வை அற்றவர்களும் தொட்டு உணரும் வகையிலான எண்கள் அதில் பொறிக்கப்பட்டிருக்கும். 2. ஒவ்வொரு வாக்கு பதிவானதும் அந்த வாக்கு அளிக்கப்பட்ட நேரமும் சேர்ந்தே பதிவாகும். இதனால் வாக்குப்பதிவு எப்போது தொடங்கியது, எப்போது முடிந்தது என்பது தெரிந்துவிடும். வாக்குப் பதிவு முடிந்து சீல் வைத்த பிறகு அந்த வாக்குப்பதிவு இயந்திரத்தை யாரும் முறைகேடாகப் பயன்படுத்த முடியாது. இப்படி சில ரகசிய ஏற்பாடுகள் அதில் உள்ளன. எனவே முறைகேடுகள் தவிர்க்கப்படும். அப்படி நடந்தால் இயந்திரமே சொல்லிவிடும் (மெஷின் போலேகா!).

வாக்குச் சாவடியில் மத்திய போலீஸ்: ஒவ்வொரு வாக்குச் சாவடியிலும் மத்திய போலீஸ் படைதான் காவல் பணியில் ஈடுபடுத்தப்படும். எனவே தேர்தல் சுதந்திரமாகவும் நேர்மையாகவும் நடைபெறும்’ என்றார் கோபாலசாமி.