Australian-American ballot.
So you or your “friend” voted in the recent election for Democratic candidates. Great. Good job, you’re exercising your right to vote. The problem is that your vote makes other people’s vote count less. Your little narcissistic world with you in the middle cares about lofty ideals like hope and change and freedom and liberty, and you get to laugh at the follies of others above you on The Daily Show, broadcasted straight to your high-definition television. Meanwhile, people with real issues like those smelly people on the street and on the roofs and back on the street again have their votes diluted. Don’t their votes deserve to count more? Who’s affected more by the government: you, some kid that can barely spell welfare much less know about it—some kid whose worst daily experience would be tainted weed, or Joe Poverty, chain-smoking his way through Gulf War Syndrome, living day to day on the VA office or Medicare or VAcare or whatever? There, I hope I have now persuaded you to take off your rose-tinted contact lenses and see voting for what it really is: another American sham.