Did I vote on Election Day? Well, yes and no. I “cast my vote” by driving past the local polling place and helping out at a local shelter, undoing the damage I’ve done by voting the traditional way since 1976. Sadly, folks, voting is not a panacea. Voting accomplishes nothing of significance other than the occasional change of nameplates outside the maze of legislators’ offices. Some of the blame, of course, rests with the activist Supreme Court, but like every other problem in this country, the blame rests upon all of us. Through our concerted, willful in-action, we condone a political system based not on policy but on deals, favors and slick maneuvering.
And please don’t kid yourself: Both parties are equally guilty. Real action, real political involvement — movement that has any lasting effect or importance — must occur in the streets and on the steps of our government buildings. In other words, the status quo has got to go.
Proudly displaying an “I Voted” sticker is one of the creepier things we do to assuage our guilt for abdicating our responsibilities as citizens of this great republic.
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