I love my country. But. I believe in Jesus more than some arbitrary imaginary border. This doesn't take away from my pride in my laid back nation and my thankfulness at being born here. I feel lucky. I'm Canadian. It's not perfect but I don't want to belong anywhere else.
Today is voting day in Ontario. You know what? I hate voting. Hate it. I don't have any kind of trust for any of the people available for being voted on. They all say nasty things about each other. It's so Grade 5. Get along, kids. Geez.
I always have this sinking feeling that no matter who I vote for, nothing will change. It'll be the same old wailing less than a year later. He broke his promises. She is two faced and can't be trusted. Our healthcare/justice/financial system is a mess and it's all Whatsisface's fault.
But I go do my democratic duty every time out, and I go place my vote. Never in my adult life have I marked a ballot feeling like I've done the right thing. I sometimes feel like I'm aiming a dart in the dark.
I do it though, because I like being Canadian and I like having the choice. Even if I feel like there is no choice, I still have it. I don't want to lose that privilege.
Today we are voting not just on a representative but on a new system. Up until now, we vote for our local politician and that vote decides who we get provincially. I could be wrong about this, okay? I tend to get crawly skin and a faint buzzing in my ears when the topic of politics comes up. Anyways. We now have the choice to vote on a new system where we pick the guy we want (the candidate), and then, a vote for a particular party. We could vote for a guy in the Yellow Party to represent our area, but cast a vote for the Purple Party to have one of their people on a list get a seat. This sounds good to me. I might think the Purple Party is better for the province but I like Ms Yellow Party for my neighbourhood. The argument against this system is that you end up with representatives in government who were not voted for individually and don't represent anybody.
I'm getting dizzy and wish I had a barn to clean out instead. Why am I talking about this???? I don't even think I know exactly what I'm talking about.
Because Canada has dismal abysmal voter turnout. We have soldiers in the desert trying to convince people to go all democratic about it and look what's going on here. It's pathetic.
I vote for Jesus.
Anyways. I feel like no matter what, we don't get what we vote for. In our riding we've had high-ranking politicians moved to the area by the party, into a rented house, and given a whole new happy shiny life full of photo ops and grocery shopping trips. How does this person represent my neighbourhood?
Yeeeeesh. I have to go scratch my back. And then I have to go vote. Whether I like it or not. Because I want to continue to be able to choose people I don't know and may or may not trust, because it's better than having no choice at all. Yee haw.
After that, I've got a couple of horses to ride. I'll need it.