Why I Love Voting
Published on November 11, 2012 by Sara Foss

Over at the DG, I write about my love of Florida, my bafflement at apathy, my hatred of Florida and general disgust at all vote-suppressing states. (Yes, Ohio, I mean you!) 

Here's an excerpt:

When I was a kid, I desperately wanted to vote and when I turned 18 I registered.

I was too young to vote in the presidential election of 1992, but I’ve voted in every major election since. I voted absentee in New Hampshire in 1996 while attending college in Ohio, as an Alabama resident in 2000 and as a New Yorker in 2004, 2008 and 2012.

I love voting, and I’ve never understood people who consider it some kind of onerous burden. Nonvoters usually leave me speechless, but this year I attempted to persuade a few of them to go vote, with mixed results. Some of them have reasonable arguments about the futility of voting in a country where everything hinges on the Electoral College; others are simply apathetic, and I find it much more difficult to talk to them, mainly because apathy is something I just do not get.

My voting experiences have always been uneventful, and this year was no different.

I walked up to my polling place around 9:30 a.m., got my ballot, filled it out and scanned it in the fancy new voting machine. The whole process took about five minutes — about 20 minutes less than it took me to contest a parking ticket at Albany City Hall earlier in the week — and I headed to work full of satisfaction. Come what may, I had done my civic duty.

Click here to read the whole thing.

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