"...voted for Eisenhower 'cause Lincoln won the war." ~ John Prine, "Grandpa Was a Carpenter"
I'm beginning to understand. I went to vote today, and finding myself pretty dis-empowered when it comes to expressing my displeasure (nay, rage) about the state of affairs at the national level (by dint of the electoral college and living in a blue state where my congresspersons and senators are all Dems), I find myself deciding to just vote against every Republican on the ticket, regardless of how much I might like them or feel like they are a decent choice on a local level. Call it the Party of Trump Electoral Tax.
I've been, in the past, pretty happy to cross party lines when the candidate is right; I've voted for Mayor Stewart in the past. But no more.
I get the feeling I will not be voting for any Republican for any reason for the remainder of my life, even if the opposing candidate is a llama in a hat. I'll choose not to vote in a particular race rather than vote Republican - the party is tainted, forever after.
This year, one of the candidates for alderman got pretty ugly about Mayor Stewart (who I'm fairly happy with, other than her party affiliation), so I simply voted for 4 candidates for Alderman rather than the directed 5 - left that one bubble blank.
I guess I'm old and cranky enough to vote against my best interests, just to make a point.
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