Voting Use to Be Fun, Now I Hate It

Remember the first time that you voted? You left the polling place feeling like a true American belonging to a democratic society that says you count. Whether it was a national, state or local election it was exciting tracking your candidates, win or lose you contributed to the electoral process.

As the years pass you hear the empty promises and the bickering but you still vote because you feel that there are others like you who vote and collectively your votes will make a difference. Now, you really don't give a rat's moon side.

This cycle of campaign rhetoric has revolutionary undertones and the term "mud-slinging" is an understatement. Any candidate who steps onto the political podium these days had better know how to swim naked in quick sand. (Might as well be naked because the sex tape you thought was safe on your personal smart phone somehow winds up in the hands of a reporter that works for a subsidiary of a subsidiary of a subsidiary of a Rupert Murdock venture.) The one that ultimately survives the quick sand is likely standing on the head of some idiot that can actually swim in quick sand and who believes his candidate's bull stank. And the shameless partisan politics is sickening at best. I hate voting!

The polling lines aren't even long anymore (I like crowds), the cheap little voting stickers don't stick to my oily forehead, and the old lady at the sign-in table needs to take personality lessons from a Wal-Mart greeter. The excitement is gone. I just signed up to become a Permanent Voter by Mail because going to the polls just isn't fun anymore. I can vote in the privacy of my own home and contribute to the survival of the US Postal Service by buying a stamp for my ballot. Oh, I forgot. Postage is on the house - The House for the Mis-represented. Us.

Next election may your favorite candidate be for all of the people.