Voters' Power

I went from not wanting to vote, to feeling obliged to vote, to being pressured to vote, to feeling guilty for not caring, to realizing that I can vote for the sake of something other than the various parties.

So I voted. I trudged through the rain, with the outer shell of my supposedly waterproof (but not) winter jacket, with ankle-wet pants, and my voters paper in my hand. (and my gimp sibling using my shoulder as a crutch). I exercised my right to vote. And exercised my legs on the way.

And I only did it so that I could demonstrate my power as a voter - not the power to choose who I want to rule this province - but the power to even be able to vote. So whoever wins, I don't really care -- it's more the fact that we are a democratic society, and I want it to be known that the people care about voting. (even though I may not care about who I'm voting for).

Is that bad? At the end of the day, I reasoned that any reason to vote is better than a reason to not vote.