Sick Day XXXVII

I’m sick of the election. Though the election will be over tomorrow I feel as though I’ve been thoroughly assaulted. I am seriously considering removing my name from the voting register all together. There was a point where I could count on getting at least five calls every evening from polls, push polls, candidates, political parties, robo calls, measure advocates and detractors. When asked who I was voting for my simple answer was, “I’m voting for who ever doesn’t call me.” It came to the point where if the number on my caller ID wasn’t one I knew I just let it ring.

I have never been convinced to vote for or against a candidate or issue because of a phone call, a lawn sign, political mailing, TV or radio spot. I do read my voters guide thoroughly. If you want to convince me of the reason I should vote one particular way; that is where your money is best spent.

In a way elections are like Christmas. It is an economic feeding frenzy of vast proportions where money is spent on all sorts of crap that people don’t want and most of it ends up in land fill. The only ones who benefits are the printers and the media that sells ad time.