In one month,
Americans will have their say at the polls. I’d like to announce that in this
election and every subsequent election, I will only vote for the purest ray of
light celestial on the ballot.
This ray of
light must shine without a flaw. Its light must be consistently brilliant,
having never faded, even for a moment, through the years. This ray of light
must inspire me and must earn my vote. The light must save us all.
More
importantly, the celestial light’s ideology must be in complete harmony with
every aspect of my belief system. The light wants a $17 minimum wage instead of
the $21 I want? Go to hell! The light
advocates Medicare for all but makes people sign up for it? Impure! The light once gave a speech and
got a check? Corporate fascist!
The pure light
must be in complete communion with my soul and perfectly dovetail with who I am
as a person, so I may retain my unblemished halo. The light and I must trill in
perfect harmony like the
tintinnabulation that so voluminously swells from the ringing and the dinging
of the bells. Then, and only then, will I pull that lever.
I will dip my
litmus strip into this light and if it doesn’t come up with the most flawlessly
beautiful color that is possible in the visible spectrum, I will reject it like
expired milk. The light will be dead to me.
Also, I better
get an “I Voted” sticker. I don’t do anything without getting a tangible prize.
And if I don’t
see a pure enough ray of light to vote for either in the midterms or in 2020, I’ll
just stay home and let the other side win, so we all learn a lesson. I can
always go to the protest later. #Resistance
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