Tonight was the beginning of the annual monthly festival in Marion, Indiana called First Friday, the first Friday from May to September. It is a time
celebrated by the city and encourages vendors and citizens to enjoy the many services that Marion has to offer.
This evening was kicked off by Mayor Wayne Sebold giving a speech about the city's new proclamation of cultural acceptance and denouncing racism and
prejudism. It seemed like a good speech, if someone else were giving it. The mayor stumbled over many words for certain ethnic groups, he actually
said "the city opposes....anti-semimunitisum...." While I appreciate the city attempting to move foreward in addressing racism, I feel that it was a
declaration that the city does not want rioting in Marion. Good idea, I don't want rioting here either. The problem, the very people he intended this
message for was not even present in the location where he was speaking.
Yet, there were absolutely no hints of any type of racism or violence. Everyone in Marion felt safe while they were there, unfortunately it was held
at the most patrolled part of town. Had this been elsewhere in Marion, the results might not have been the same. Marion suffers a very high violent
crime rate and illicit drug trafficking. It might have been motivated purely by fears of violence in Marion and not really a proclamation made for the
defense of minorities. I have lived in Marion for a little more than three years now. I have not witnessed any protesting of any kind.
I then perused the vendors and came across a booth for the Democratic party. They have five candidates running this year. The Republicans have as
many. As I asked the lady there to tell me about the candidates, she didn't know their platforms, only that I should speak to the candidates when I
see them. Good idea.I mention to her that I am in the Constitution Party and she then gives me a lecture on how the Republicans are the elitists and
the Democrats have been the only side for the people. She seemed a little off put that I should say to her that I wanted to know the candidates before
I chose to vote.
I wanted to meet the candidates, only two were there that evening. I managed to find one, a gentleman who had been mayor before and running again. I
then asked him what his platform was, because he was so new to the race that I had only seen signs for him just this week.
This candidate advised me that I should go to his Facebook page and read about his plans. His achievement in office was getting the chirping traffic
signals for the visually impaired. I should have reminded him that on his watch, Marion lost two factories that provided employment for the citizens
of Marion, we lost GM and Thompson RCA, which Marion had spiraled down from a very middle class community to dependency on social services with many
abandoned homes. I was not here for the glory of a working class Marion, older residents have told me it used to be nice and everyone had money. A
Democrat lost the very means of middle class workers, and then his party wants me to consider that they are for the people. I could not even meet the
other candidate, she was busy elsewhere.
Then as we passed another booth, a lonely man who was not politically affiliated with any party asked me if I had registered yet and I explained that
I would like to, Marion has somehow lost the last three registrations that I have filled out. While we were talking, the younger neighbor of mine was
listening and he asked her if she was interested in registering. She said no, because she didn't really know much about voting. So I told her that
even if she registers, she doesn't have to vote. Even if she votes and her candidate doesn't win, at least she was freely allowed to exercise her
rights as an American and she would be symbolically saying to those other countries where women can't vote or have rights, that she says to them
"stick it to you other countries, I get to vote!" (trying to not use curse words).
Unfortunately this young lady didn't know about the eligibilty for public office and thought that to run for any office you have to be a college
graduate. Somehow, the idea of being politically involved means that you have to have some type of degree to be eligible. I told her that she is
eligible because she fits the requirements of age and nationality. She didn't even know about that.
Then as we were leaving we came across a man wearing a hat that said Desert Storm Veteran. He was sitting with his wife listening to the music. I went
over to him and shook his hand and thanked him for my freedom.
This evening in small town America, a war veteran shook my hand, a Democratic mayorial candidate couldn't even tell me his platform, the Republican
mayor couldn't even say anti-Semitic, and the ladies at the Democratic booth shoveled propaganda after I told them I am not interested in joining
their party. And the lonely guy cared enough to ask us to register to vote for this political madness.
And no one thought to protest or riot.
edit on 5/1/2015 by WarminIndy because: (no reason given)