Giving the franchise to a man who would dial the 911 emergency number because the neighborhood deli had not, and I quote, properly made his sammiches with "little um, turkey, and little um ham and a lot of cheese and a lot of mayonnaise" is like giving a Kalashnikov to a chimpanzee.
Whatever it takes to keep this yayhoo out of a voting booth is worth considering: civics or intelligence tests, property requirements, monarchy. Come down to it, burn the booth; if he can't be kept from the levers of power, then the levers of power need to be sawed off and thrown in the nearest body of water.
Ugh, I so did not need to hear this first thing in the morning. Every time I find myself thinking that eugenics isn't, maybe, you know, entirely evil, I want to go take a shower with a wire brush.