Saturday, June 7, 2008
Election Year Therapy
It's that time again. That time when we begin to avoid all media outlets like the plague for they will soon be bombarding us with that stomach-clenching, molar-snapping, apoplexy-inducing soundbite known as The Political Ad.
Here it comes. That 30-second bid for your vote. It all starts out innocently enough. Vote for Me. I'm the best Guy for the Job! The other guy is a good person, but he just "doesn't get it".
But it never stays that way, does it?
In no time at all, it becomes politely vicious. And as all of you know, polite viciousness is the worst kind. Now, not only is he the Best Guy for the Job, suddenly his opponent is Satan's henchman, who is planning to lead us all into the Seventh Circle of Hell with a gleeful look on his face as he flings our tax dollars into burning pits of fire and brimstone along the way.
Now we enter the time when you take your life into your hands by asking "So, who are you gonna vote for?" Every four years we endure this trauma.
I wish it could just be.....respectful. I know there are a multitude of differing opinions out there. I know there are lots of different ways to handle things. I just don't think it's impossible to be respectful of someone else's point of view. Or even to acknowledge it's strengths without moving you from your own convictions. I'd like the politicians to figure out that all they need to do is let their record speak for itself. Specific questions usually get answered in debates. Character assassination isn't an endearing trait.
So I'm just gonna pre-pay my therapist for all the anger management sessions I'll be taking. I will research voting records, and watch officially sanctioned debates and that's it! Then I will vote for the candidate whose basic principles most closely align with my own. And I will be voting. That's a freedom I have no intention of taking for granted.