This morning’s paper said that voter turnout in our provincial election was going to be at an all time low. No real issues. Lackluster campaigns. Light flurries throughout the day. No one was going to vote.
I am so damn contrary, I ran right out and voted.
I still get a (geeky) little rush when I vote. As a 16 year old, I couldn’t wait to be part of the electoral process. I knew the parties, their entire platforms, the players, the issues. I railed against the injustice of the legal voting age being 18.
It makes me sad that I can’t just vote with my heart, like I would have at 16. Now, my wallet, and foresight (which, incidentally, would lead me in 2 different directions), both play a much bigger part than I could have imagined.
But the process still thrills me.