CFN – Elections are found in a magic box. Who gets to be supreme leader? Over this question, flags have waved, armies battled and prisons both built and destroyed. Who gets to have near direct control over our life, income and ability to support? At last, a chance to select from a vast array of those who will go down in history. Who will take our dreams? Who will impact our reality? Who has the formula?
Elections are a tough call or not such a tough call. Do the tough really get going? Sometimes we get spoiled, I suppose due to unrealistic expectations. If you were alive in the days when dinosaurs ruled the earth or a student of history or politics – you’ve lived a rich life.
I admit to being spoiled and for those who grew wide-eyed, accustomed to hearing the passions of John F. Kennedy, Pierre Trudeau, Rene Levesque, Martin Luther King, Ellen Gabriel or Tommy Douglas speaking, our hearts do not swell the same today. We don’t get goosebumps listening to the current crowd.
It’s not the fault of those who have the honour of tossing their names in the hat, for they do the right thing by stepping up. It’s not the fault of the times we live in, which is equal to any alarm that could be sounded in the past.
When I try to tease, provoke and dare non-voters to vote I offer that, I understand it takes courage to vote and perhaps they lack the courage to vote. They puff their chests, raise their eyebrows and say it isn’t courage, it’s because it doesn’t matter, or they are all the same. Now I roll my eyes. Anywhere you care to look, now or yesterday, it always matters and they’re not all the same. And it does take courage to vote. It takes courage to venture anything where you don’t know, what might happen next? That’s one of the hurdles to voting. We’re setting ourselves up for continual disappointment. We just about always know, we’re going to be disappointed by the outcome of our collective ballot box magic.
We venture forth to pop the question and ask, with the flowers of our voting desire, “Will you be the one for me? Are we meant to be together?”
Our political suitor replies, “Yes. I have never met anyone like you. You are the one for me.”
Then, there we citizens go again, down the path, our heads held high, daring to be disappointed. Yes, it takes courage to vote. When we do vote we open our hearts and everything we have to speculation. When we don’t vote, we stand by and watch. That’s the action of passive observation that the Dali Lama warns about.
Low voting turnouts are a failure on behalf of those who vote and those who run. It’s me and you who didn’t figure out how to trigger the necessity and importance of the courageous action to those, whom it matters to the most. That some things have to be done and that they have to be done this way, now – is part of reality. Talk about once bitten, twice shy – most of us voters have been bitten so many times we’ve lost count. We’re not even sure if Camelot was ever a dream.
We’ve been fooled so many times, it’s as if we never heard of The Who. We dare to dream. I didn’t know until lately that it takes courage to dream. I’m surprised because Cohen said, we were innocent when we dream. Let’s all take one small step forward. It’s a giant leap. I saw a rabbit pulled out of a hat once. It could happen again. Click your heels together when you get the chance. Look way up. When we vote we’ll be dreaming.