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Democracy Inaction
I got my practice ballot in the mail today, and I have to say it's a phenominally useful thing. Because not only do I get to vote for President (which I think we all knew was going to be on there), but there are two constitutional amendments (one of which takes two pages to write out in full), a charter amendment (they want to create a Department of General Services, but I think that's too vague - I'd prefer a Department of A Specific Service), and fifteen bond issues. And, of course, my district congressional rep, and no more than eight circuit court judges. Considering there are only eight judges on the ballot...man, I hate votes like that.
As a daughter of someone who actually wrote a portion of the Maryland Constitution (it's true! My dad wrote the language for an amendment regarding property taxes - like, a million years ago, and I don't know if it's still even there, but nevertheless), I love this level of democracy - I think the local level is the place where a small group actually can make a difference. However, I love it in concept - I am not particularly involved in anything myself. But I'm glad that people are. I'm a democratic philosophy free-rider.
Sat next to a guy in Starbucks this morning (this time, I swear I was there because I was waiting for my tire to get changed - I had a purpose!) who I think was in the getting-to-know you stage with his mail-order bride. I'm not saying an attractive woman with an Eastern European accent, talking to a plain guy, is necessarily a mail-order bride. I'm just saying.
Tire got fixed, fancy groceries got bought, and when I made it home through the rainy afternoon, tea was made. Now I'll go figure out which of my many crappy running backs to start tomorrow, and watch much, much too much tv. Ahh. I am lacking some things in life, I will admit - but leek and potato soup, with sourdough bread with butter, on a rainy day, makes up for a multitiude of ills.
As a daughter of someone who actually wrote a portion of the Maryland Constitution (it's true! My dad wrote the language for an amendment regarding property taxes - like, a million years ago, and I don't know if it's still even there, but nevertheless), I love this level of democracy - I think the local level is the place where a small group actually can make a difference. However, I love it in concept - I am not particularly involved in anything myself. But I'm glad that people are. I'm a democratic philosophy free-rider.
Sat next to a guy in Starbucks this morning (this time, I swear I was there because I was waiting for my tire to get changed - I had a purpose!) who I think was in the getting-to-know you stage with his mail-order bride. I'm not saying an attractive woman with an Eastern European accent, talking to a plain guy, is necessarily a mail-order bride. I'm just saying.
Tire got fixed, fancy groceries got bought, and when I made it home through the rainy afternoon, tea was made. Now I'll go figure out which of my many crappy running backs to start tomorrow, and watch much, much too much tv. Ahh. I am lacking some things in life, I will admit - but leek and potato soup, with sourdough bread with butter, on a rainy day, makes up for a multitiude of ills.
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