And no. It’s not just an ABBA song.
Nevermind that I couldn’t vote as my mail in ballot from Plumas County never arrived in the mail. Nevermind that I am working all day and cannot drive across the county and back to beg for a same day registration. I guess I waited too long and was too hopeful that my county would do its job.
I live in red state California so quite often? My vote is nil. I’m feeling pretty alienated from the rest of the electorate and I’m sure I’m not the only one.
TV ad people please know that I, and everyone I know, don’t watch TV much. I haven’t seen your ads. WHen I ‘ve happened to come into the room of my parents’ house and seen a TV on some antiquated news show it always feels like I’m walking into a foreign country. I don’t know the ads. I don’t know the issues.
Well I do know the issues. I know our planet is screwed. I know we need water we don’t have. I know that it’s appalling that sexism and racism are still rampant. But none of that is new is it?
Also I’m still a Green Party member. Still. I’m 45 and I’m still voting with my conscience like I’m 18. Who does that?!
But what I think gets to me most is that none of these real races are ever really won by large margins. If you are anywhere near a 48-52% split. That’s not a victory. That’s a hairline. That’s a fraction. That’s a gerrymandered district. That’s a Jim Crow law. That’s not a real election.
And does the person who wins represent that 48%? Honestly? Effectively?
I’ve been ill at ease at our lack of proportional representation. If one party has 50% and another has 40% then that’s just luck. That’s not a mandate.
Enjoy America. Once again you vote against yourself.