There are ways of dodging the How-To-Vote card mob. Just rock up to your local polling place fresh from your Body Combat class as my sister and I did today. Resplendent in sporty leggings that make the arse look as wide as this great brown country of ours, tomato red faces, dripping with sweat, practicing our hooks and jabs and elbows and roundhouse kicks as we approached them. We entered the church hall at Reid without a single piece of paper being thrust upon us and were able to cast our vote in peace. Kick ass.