So… I live in a small rural township. On voting day I noticed that nobody was even on the ballot for the position of auditor. So I wrote my name in for laughs. I’ve been through more corporate audits than I care to remember. Might be nice to be on the critical side for once.
I just got a letter that I tied with someone else and they’re “casting lots” on the 25th to decide who wins the election. I can show up if I want to cast my own lot… says the letter. Not rolling dice, not flipping coins, not drawing straws… casting lots.
I wonder how long ago that ordinance was written. 3000 BC?
That means that in a township with thousands of people only two people wrote in names. This is going to be fun. If I win the lots is this how my reign of terror begins?