adrina
Heretic
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My wife has never voted. She doesn't believe that it will matter. She has always felt that way. I've felt that way at times, but damn it if right now I'm not staring at the fucking abyss of the guy that I never voted for being even worse than he was eight, even four years ago. Being more deranged. More demented. More cracked. More unhinged. More senile. Every time that I have considered my options and thought of any of my other choices, or thought that maybe I judged that motherfucker too harshly, he says something to fucking remind me of why I never voted for him and why I never took the chance of a third party vote, either, while he ran. Every fucking time that I soften just a bit in my "Never Trump" resolve, even a little, even for a hot minute, that motherfucker keeps saying crap that makes me think, "No way, Jose. I'm not taking the chance that your ass gets back in office and you just snap someday and do something even more insane."
So, thank you, Donald, for keeping me resolved to keep you out of the White House. Because I can't relax until your ass is out of the fucking picture. Then, maybe, I can take a momentary breather. Maybe a second's respite. We got lucky in the first term, in terms of the harm that you did, but everything that you keep saying lately (and actually everything that you've said for a while now), just drives home the point that you can't be allowed to fuck it up this time. I'm not going to push my luck. We got lucky last time, relatively speaking. This time, if we push our luck, we're likely to get burned. It's like the game of chicken. You might survive it the first time or so, but eventually, you're gonna collide with something. I can not, for all of my grave reservations about Harris's judgment as a public servant and as an individual, and despite some of the scary people surrounding her, take the chance that you won't completely lose what's left of your sanity and kill us all.
Just flee to another country. That's my advice. Don't come back, either. Liquidate all of your remaining assets, get enough liquid cash, move to fucking Timbuktu or Taipei or some place like that, and leave us alone. Sell Mar-a-Lago to someone who can turn a profit without charging Secret Service agents and other public employees for their stay. Get out of Dodge. Leave us alone. I'll give this new girl a chance and hope that she proves me wrong about my doubts about her, somehow. It's better than chancing that you'll wake up on the wrong side of the bed and there's blood in the streets someday. Or whatever else.
I was raised by parents whose parents raised them with a simple and very direct edict: If you don't vote you can't complain. That tenet was passed on. It was treated very seriously. It is a responsibility. Like having a job, or paying your taxes. In essence, it is mandatory. That was how we were brought up.
When my sister turned 18 she was handed her voter registration and Dad took her to turn it in. The first election she was eligible to vote in, he went with her to vote, and for several elections thereafter until it was habit. He did the same with me. I have voted in every single election I have been able to for the entirety of my adult life. As did my sister.
There are a lot of "sales pitches" for voting. You've likely heard them ad nauseum as has your wife. I may have a slightly different take on it.
It doesn't matter if you think your vote counts. It doesn't really matter if your vote actually does count. What matters is the voter and the potential for the voter's voice. The vote is the only direct mechanism for a citizen's input. People can shout from the roof tops but if they aren't voters, their shouts end up on deaf ears.
Voters matter.
As to the existential threat Trump is... yes he is. An apathetic and lazy electorate allowed him into power once. And we have paid the price since with lasting repercussions that will literally take decades of steady and continued effort to repair. More showed up to stop him in 2020. Even more need to show up in 2024.
I honestly don't understand people like your wife. I hope she comes to understand her value as a voter. Even if not just for herself and your family, but also for those who would really be the most harmed by another Trump presidency. Heh, although no one would come out unscathed.
I hope you're able to communicate to your wife that she as a voter matters and that she'll hear it.




