I was compelled to write this after family and friends prodded me about the upcoming Presidential elections. Also, Chance Stoodt had a great post a few weeks at “Define-Liberty” (an online magazine dedicated to spreading the ideas of liberty). I hope to expound on his theme.
Who will I be voting for in November? My answer: I will not be voting.
Yes, I know I know. I expected that scowl on your face, frown across your brow, or those obscenities you're slinging in response to my allegedly ridiculous proposition. But, please allow me to make my case before you castigate me for not upholding my alleged civic duty.
For as long as I can remember being somewhat interested in politics, the entire process of electing people into place of power through the ballot box always seemed unnatural. Something didn’t quite smell right. But, I couldn’t put my finger on the reason why it felt so misguided.
My voting experience started back in the year 2000. At that point in my life, I was a political and philosophical neophyte. My grasp of politics went something like “Republicans stood for X and Democrats stood for Y”. Seemed like a pretty easy formula (assuming X or Y was the right answer). So, for awhile I voted for X.
But, here are some critical questions which only hit me recently. What if both X and Y were wrong? Stated differently, what if neither of these options would make our social order any better off? What if voting always meant voting for the constant, “S” …(otherwise known as Statism or Socialism – take your pick)?
What is a person to do who wants to “opt-out” of the entire charade?
After much discernment, I’ve come to this radical theory. Voting is a futile act. Voting, in my humble opinion, is the act of playing a high stakes game of musical chairs (every N years) – except the chairs are not really chairs but sociopathic elected officials. “If only we had the RIGHT person in office, things would be fantastic,” some might say. To them, I say you are wrong. Here’s why.