When You Grow Up: Voting

Dear Reader,

It is voting time again. Though I have obviously heard of it, this will be my first time voting in the major elections. For a long time, when I was still growing up, I did not really care about elections. I guess that I always assumed that politics were not a big deal. They were something for other people, but were not something that I would ever understand. I felt the same way about taxes. My confusion on taxes remains, but I have started shifting my idea of the political world. It is not as scary as I thought it was going to me. With research, I have begun to understand the way in which the system works. The movies and TV shows I used to watch about politics promised corruption. These stories are not that far off from the truth. There is corruption. However, there is corruption in every field. Politics are a dangerous field. The more I think about the political world, the more grateful I become that I am not in that world. The stakes are high. Very high. The higher you go, the more you risk. I can’t imagine running for the president of the United States. You spend years of your life campaigning for something that you either fully win or fully loose. If you lose, you must wait another four years before your chance again. It is not like other jobs, where you can start at the bottom and work your way up to a promotion. At the same time, once you have the position of president, you’d better want it. What a great shame it would be to waste all of that time only to find out that you did not really want to inherit all of the president’s problems. That would be a dark day not only for you, but for all of the people who stood behind you and worked to get you to be president. No, that job is not for me. Being a writer offers far less of a risk. If a project is not working for me, I am lucky enough to know that the entire country is not going to go to shambles if I mess up.

Still, while I chose not to be involved in the political world to that extent, I do feel it is my responsibility to learn about what goes on. Since I can now vote, I feel just as responsible to actually vote. Some have talked to me and told me that I am just wasting my time. They say that one vote is not going to make much of a difference. And I know what they mean. I understand the significance of my insignificance. I will not change the face of America, nor will any other single person alone. Yet, for me, voting is my way to gain some control. I don’t mind complaining, but I want to earn the right to complain. If I can research and vote, at least I can say that I have tried to contribute to the America that I have envisioned. But each of us must envision something. Otherwise, we will end up with the visions of others.

I have researched, I have considered, and now I have cast my ballet. I’m not changing the world. I’m just trying to make it better.

Reader, if you are eligible to be one, are you a registered and regular voter? Why or why not?


Jumbled Writer


4 Responses to When You Grow Up: Voting

  1. Yes, I agree that our votes do count. I will never take for granted my right to vote. We are fortunate to live in the US where we are allowed to help choose the leaders of our country. People who do not vote, do not have the right to complain when the country is not going in the direction that they would like to see. Everyone needs to get out and vote!

  2. I agree there are too many people who don’t vote, thinking it doesn’t count. But voting is a definite privilege for democratic countries all over the world. It is a privilege denied in countries who aren’t – and yes – one individual vote can make a difference.
    I think some people give up because they believe all politicians are the same. Like every other profession there are good people and bad people in politics too.
    A good article. Thank you.

    • Dear Mary,
      You are very right. I think we should all do our best to change the thinking that all politicians are the same. You are welcome.

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