In the unlikely event that the candidate for whom I’m voting wins, I’ll be happy, but I’ll also know that the victory will have come at a cost of further alienation and polarization.
But if the “other” candidate wins, I’ll be ... well ... disappointed. I’ll feel somewhat alienated and certainly disillusioned. Because there’s such a mutual lack of trust tumbled into our politics.
This lack of trust and solidarity is evident locally as well.
On Facebook this past week, I read a comment by an individual who said she’d never vote for such-and-such a political party ever again because that particular party has made such a “circus” out of our political system.
As if one particular entity could be blamed for having a monopoly on pettiness, dysfunction and hypocrisy.
And let’s not forget the role that media and large industry plays in all of this as well, seeing as how both groups apparently possess an inordinate ability to shamelessly manipulate entire populations.
Furthermore, I accept their right to do so, but am offended by businesses that feel the need to proclaim their “red-ness” ... as if those of us who don’t look at the country in the same manner are not welcome to spend our money within their walls.
Although … maybe they mean it in a lighthearted way? Perhaps they see it as no more than choosing a football team, like, say, Notre Dame over Auburn? But I don’t think so.
To me it’s serious. It’s a polarizing demonstration that has plenty enough historical reasons to be worrisome.
Because isn’t this the country that claims to be the “United” States of America? In which case, why would any of us deliberately ostracize each other?
How can we reconcile our attitudes with a people who stand tall and proud, right hand over left breast, pretending to be “one nation under God?”
It’s bewildering. It’s contradictory. It’s hurtful.
It doesn’t feel “indivisible” in the least. In fact, it feels quite inarguably divided.
All of which is enough to make me want to crawl into bed instead of heading out to vote. It makes me want to stay home and pull the covers up around my mopwaterbrown hair.
I won’t do that, though. I’ll vote early. I’ll be voting because I hope my one vote means something. I’ll be voting because, minority or not, blue or red, my vote is symbolic of my single, small voice.
My vote represents the fact that however discouraged I might feel about process and alienation and (perhaps unintended) rudeness ...
I still have at least a little hope that we are less about being warring political parties than we are about being a strong and supportive Union.