I vote, not because it seems to make a difference. But because I get this cool sticker to wear on my shirt and it stops people from constantly asking
me on election day, "Did you vote, yet?"
I never had a third class president to vote for. And I was in 5th grade when JFK was murdered. Up until I was in 7th grade, our class "leaders" were
selected by teachers. I never agreed with their choices, though. And it all was, pretty much BS, anyway. Yay! A kid toes the establishments line and
is selected to be the better citizenstudent than me! Yeah, uh huh.
These were always the school bullies who hid it well from the teachers, or the cutest girl in the class, who was a fugly person inside when she
interacted with other students out of eyesight and earshot of the teachers.
And when we students finally got the chance to vote for class officers, still, it was the same sort of student who was elected. Due to the
administration and teachers having veto power over who was actually allowed to be on the list of candidates.
And in 9th grade, when a group of "bad boys" dressed up in Sgt. Pepper costumes and played "Purple Haze" in the yearly student talent contest and
won the popular vote, the principal overrode the vote and selected the winner. Sheesh, a weak sung song from some Broadway feel good show, by, you
guessed it! The popular cute girl who, as I recall, ended up a junkie prostitute! lol lol lol
And it seems elections have been "fixed" ever since.
Thank you, U.S. public school system for really teaching me something!
But, I do still vote. Not that I vote, necessarily, for the candidates who have been force fed upon the public. If there is no candidate worthy, I
write in the name of the person I think should really be elected.
By the way, this got me tossed out of a polling place once. I was taking too long to vote. Yes, I was supposed to be allowed 5 minutes to select my
votes, but after about 2 minutes,, I began to be harrassed by the poll volunteers for taking too long. A douche opened the curtain and told me to
leave, now! And I protested loudly! I had a lot of names to write in, ya know? I have never seen the local po po arrive to a scene of a crime so fast!
Heh. if they only had arrived that quickly when my ma's security alarm went off when a couple of thugs broke into her house, assaulted her, stole her
pitifully cheap jewelry and cash, and her back was broken.
By the way, I was told I was "not allowed" to write in a candidate's name, who hadn't jumped through the myriad of hoops, to be allowed his/her
name to be written in on the ballot.
Jeeze, it's like primary school, junior high and high school still!
By the way, I live in a great county now. Not that it's all roses and unicorns, but i can write in candidates' names and take as much time as
needed, unless there's a really long line. Then the 5 minute rule applies. But I avoid the early morning and late afternoon rush. Sometimes I think I
wake the poll volunteers up when I walk in the door.
Yes, there's more than one meaning to that last statement.
I hope I didn't get too far off the subject of the OP. I don't think I did at all.
I think I understand the OP's position of why he/she doesn't vote, Maybe, maybe not. Maybe just my interpretation?
But I don't need a gun pointed at my head to vote. Most likely, a gun would have to be pointed at my head to STOP me from voting. And I'm not at all
sure how that would turn out, eventually, either.