All too many people will vote today with a mad on, when it should instead be a joyous occasion. After all, we are about to elect the 110th Congress of the United States of America, a representative legislature that has served without interruption for longer than any other in the history of human affairs. If it sometimes seems less an august body than an Augean stable, it has nonetheless served us remarkably well, regardless of which party was in power and irrespective of peace, war, plenty or poverty. Sure, each of us imagines that if we had absolute personal power we could make it run more efficiently and accomplish greater things, but each of us would run it differently and seek to do different things, which is why we have it in the first place. That's why, while there's never a bad time, this is an especially good time to recall the words of Eric Hoffer, that most American of creatures, a longshoreman who's one of the few significant philosophers of the 20th century:Go vote. Think of how much more others have paid to vote. Think of how much more you would pay, if you had to. Most of all: Enjoy it.Free men are aware of the imperfection inherent in human affairs, and they are willing to fight and die for that which is not perfect. They know that basic human problems can have no final solutions, that our freedom, justice, equality, etc. are far from absolute, and that the good life is compounded of half measures, compromises, lesser evils, and gropings toward the perfect. The rejection of approximations and the insistence on absolutes are the manifestation of a nihilism that loathes freedom, tolerance, and equity.So, when you head over to your local school or wherever you happen to vote, don't just trudge dutifully past the gaggle of folks with signs and the candidates hoping to shake your hand or the pollster begging you to answer a few questions. Soak it all in and enjoy it.
Election Day is one big pageant and you are just as much a part of it as every single one of your fellow citizens. Today should be as fun as your favorite holiday, with that same touch of solemnity for leavening. Feel a bit sorry for the folks who voted by mail, who won't get to take their full part in the civil ceremony. Pity the folks who choose not to vote at all, who do not even grasp the great gift our forbears have handed us. And shed a discrete tear for the many in other lands who either don't get to choose their leaders or whose choices make the blood run cold.
You will naturally prefer your candidate, Mr. Smith, to his opponent, Mr. Jones, but in just about every other country on Earth, in nearly every other year of human existence, government by 500 Mr. Joneses would be the best that nation had ever experienced. Despite working on two losing campaigns, the one election that I recall least fondly was 1992. We were living in Chicago and, despite my vote, Bill Clinton carried Illinois, Carol Mosely-Braun was elected to the Senate, and Dan Rostenkowski was returned to the House. But, you know what, the Republic didn't skip a beat. The simple truth, which both parties would rather we lose track of at election time, is that America has, and has generally had, a broad enough consensus on the things that matter that whoever wins today is unlikely to mess things up too badly and whoever wins isn't going to rock the ship of state overmuch. And, best of all, in just two years we get to do it all over again....
07 November 2006
A Hat Tip To OJ
OJ says "voting is fun" better than I did:
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7 comments:
Damn bureaucrats won't let me.
Probably just as well.
Would you want Steven Wood voting in your election?
No, no, I meant anti-Brit discrimination.
As for Mr. Wood, if we could work out a trade, there are a couple of Americans I'd send over there in exchange for taking him off your hands.
Woodie strikes me as the student union firebrand type who will probably end up more conservative than any of us.
voting is fun
The insane serenity, or serene insanity, that you fell in love with on the Permanent Floating Darwin Bashing Thread. Voting may represent any number of things, but fun? Not anymore.
Due to the constraints of my job, I now have to register absentee.
I'll miss voting in person. Even more than being an active participant, part of the reward for voting is being seen as an active participant.
My wife in line for a half hour ...
Skipper: I've voted absentee. It's like kissing your sister (not that I've ever met your sister -- ba-rump-a). Somehow, it's not quite real.
Joe: Be a soldier; pay taxes; show up for jury duty; vote. I know which one I think is fun.
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