today i voted. i ask myself why.
do the politicians seem honest and caring? do they seem to truly care for jesse conway, do they seem to truly care for the things that they speak of on television.
is there something to the fact that i NEVER hear from these people until it is time for them to get more power, stay in office, or desire money for their own personal gain?
so why did i vote?
change.
i hope in some illogical, naive chance that maybe 1% of the hundreds of lies that these people will tell, i hope that maybe 1% of these statements of purpose will maybe come true, and maybe, somehow in a miraculous way, truly help someone. of course, based on my own scientific facts, i know i wont hear another word from these politicians until it is time for their scandal to come up, or they desire to praise their own actions and the triumph of their power.
voting is for old people.
i voted in a Masonic Lodge.
do you remember how when a kid gets a minor scrape or bump, if you give them a band-aid it makes them feel soooo much better? remember how if a kid is good all day long in school, at the end they recieve a fun little sticker to make them feel that their efforts were worthwhile?
after casting my vote they handed me a little sticker of a peach that said "I voted."
is there some significance in that?
of course, all of my thoughts are highly uneducated, naive feeling, and suppositions from a middle class redneck southern man, but i have found someone who was educated, whose words were so potent that they were foundations for many an educated people throughout history, both american and forgeign.
"All voting is a sort of gaming, like checkers or backgammon, with a slight moral tinge to it, a playing with right and wrong, with moral questions, and betting naturally accompanies it...
Even voting for the right is doing nothing for it. It is only expressing to men feebly your desire that it should prevail. A wise man will not leave the right to the mercy of chance, nor wish it to prevail through the power of the majority."- Henry David Thoreau, Civil Disobedience
Teach me some melodious sonnet, sung by Flaming tongues Above.
do the politicians seem honest and caring? do they seem to truly care for jesse conway, do they seem to truly care for the things that they speak of on television.
is there something to the fact that i NEVER hear from these people until it is time for them to get more power, stay in office, or desire money for their own personal gain?
so why did i vote?
change.
i hope in some illogical, naive chance that maybe 1% of the hundreds of lies that these people will tell, i hope that maybe 1% of these statements of purpose will maybe come true, and maybe, somehow in a miraculous way, truly help someone. of course, based on my own scientific facts, i know i wont hear another word from these politicians until it is time for their scandal to come up, or they desire to praise their own actions and the triumph of their power.
voting is for old people.
i voted in a Masonic Lodge.
do you remember how when a kid gets a minor scrape or bump, if you give them a band-aid it makes them feel soooo much better? remember how if a kid is good all day long in school, at the end they recieve a fun little sticker to make them feel that their efforts were worthwhile?
after casting my vote they handed me a little sticker of a peach that said "I voted."
is there some significance in that?
of course, all of my thoughts are highly uneducated, naive feeling, and suppositions from a middle class redneck southern man, but i have found someone who was educated, whose words were so potent that they were foundations for many an educated people throughout history, both american and forgeign.
"All voting is a sort of gaming, like checkers or backgammon, with a slight moral tinge to it, a playing with right and wrong, with moral questions, and betting naturally accompanies it...
Even voting for the right is doing nothing for it. It is only expressing to men feebly your desire that it should prevail. A wise man will not leave the right to the mercy of chance, nor wish it to prevail through the power of the majority."- Henry David Thoreau, Civil Disobedience
Teach me some melodious sonnet, sung by Flaming tongues Above.
posted by the color j at 2:18 PM
1 Comments:
That quote is pretty much the jam. If you can make it up to Chattanooga, there are 4 turnovers waiting for you.
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