Not that it matters to anyone who or what I vote for, but this year, I feel doubly compelled to explain myself and why I’m voting independent.
I have yet to hear anyone passionately back either of the main candidates. I’ve heard “Well…have to pick the lesser of the two evils.”, “At least this one hasn’t (blah blah blah insert stupid policy garbage here).”, and “One of them is going to win, I just have to hedge my bets.” I cannot and will not “hedge my bets” or “choose the lesser of the evils”.
This election year for me is about rebellion. This year, as one lonely little American, I’m going to say, “I don’t like either of you! I demand something else!” Will anybody notice? Will anybody in Washington say, “Oh, check out little miss smarty pants and her rebellion vote!”? No. I’ll know. I’ll know that I didn’t stand by idly and choose the lesser of the evils because that was the smart choice.
Back in the day, I thought anybody who voted independent had to be some stock-piling, conspiracy theory, mad scientist who couldn’t tie their own shoes, but lately, my thoughts have changed on this. Maybe there’s an independent choice or two that actually do have the best interest of the country and its citizens in mind. Will they win? Not just no, but hell no. This year, it isn’t the point.
This year, I’m not voting for the party, or the tie, or the FREAKING AMERICAN FLAG PIN WORN CORRECTLY (Really, America? That was just about your dumbest moment.), I’m voting as an act of war on how our country is run without our consent. I’m voting for our voices back. I’m voting for a government for the people by the people. Not the grown-up playground bullies in nice suits who are spending more than I’ll ever make in nineteen of my lifetimes to get my vote. Money that corporations could be using to create jobs, support public education, and build our communities rather than “hedging their bets” on a winner that will do things for them.
People I love have said that I’m throwing away my vote. Sure, maybe so. Sacrifices must be made by one at a time for the good of many. If I can inspire someone else to stand up and say, “No more.”, then it isn’t thrown away. If my vote gathers with all the other thrown away votes of people willing to demand better, then none of us have thrown away anything. We’ll have created our own words and actions.
Here’s where I quote something famous. It really shouldn’t be a surprise.
“And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I’m
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there’s only one thing you can do and that’s walk into
the shrink wherever you are, just walk in say “Shrink, You can get
anything you want at Alice’s restaurant.” and walk out. You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he’s really sick and
they won’t take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they’re both *edited just ’cause I hate that word*and they won’t take either of them.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singing a bar of Alice’s Restaurant and walking out. They may think it’s an
organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singing a bar of Alice’s Restaurant and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it’s a movement.”
I imagine my parents wish sometimes they’d named me something different…but here I am. Alice.