Why I Did Not Vote.

Sloth. Ignorance. Busyness. Apathy. Latent Monarchistic Tendencies.

I've never been registered to vote. At 17/18, I still had enough of the anarchist in me to revile the system. When I finally purged out these tendencies (some remain), I looked around and saw no one worth voting for. I would not and could not vote for the lesser of two weevils.

This election, I had found a candidate (for president, at least) that I supported near wholeheartedly.

Anyhow, I was lazy. I was busy. I didn't even think about the fact that I needed to register until it was too late. On Oct. 11th, I walked into Lockwood library at UB with the intention of picking up a voter registration form. I found the form easily enough, but, in addition, I was informed that Oct. 8th was the deadline to register in order to vote on Nov. 2.

Too late. So, I repent. I should have, I could have.


This post reminds me of a recent one-panel comic in Books and Culture. There's a picture of a man kneeling at a confessional, being asked through a screen, "How have you sinned, my child?"

The kneeling man answers, "It's all on my blog site, father."