Vote! Vote! Vote!
See that little pic? (taken last year) That’s what voting is about. Little hand-written signs taped to school doors. Old folks manning the voter rolls. Maybe a bake sale outside. Voting is the most grass-roots thing we can do to make our voices heard.
So no matter if your candidate is hand-chosen by the state’s corrupt Democratic machine to assume the mantle of state senator after your millionaire former senator decided to throw his money toward the governorship or a guy picked by the tiny unorganized and unmotivated Republican party mainly because his Dad was a Republican governor and this guy has the same name as his dad so maybe the people will think they are one and the same – heck it sort of worked in 2000 – you should still vote.
No matter how completely batshit crazy and vapid your candidates seem, you should still vote.
I vote because I want my voice to be heard. I vote because my ancestors fought for that right, and many of my “sisters” around the world don’t.
Vote. Vote. Vote.