The Right Not to Practice A Right
I chose to be irresponsible but not to be contemptible. But being irresponsible is contemptible.
Contemptible, it is!
But should I be considered irresponsible just because I didn't take part on this election? Should I be gagged for declining my right to vote? Should I have to shoulder the blame of what this country has become or what it will become?
Fortunately, for those Americans and Europeans who were blessed to have the best of everything that almost all other nations aspire to have but the Filipinos are not so blessed at all. Ever since the Spanish colonization, the American and Japanese invasion nothing much has changed. The Philippines remain to be the same old Philippines. And despite all the opinions that the Philippines was richer, that it was more economically and politically stable during the Marcos regime, I beg to differ. The Philippines has never been rich and economically-politically stable. If anyone has declared that it was, then I do not bother of changing your view. At least, you can fill your mind with wonderful memories of the past that didn't exist.
In my heart I still believe that the Philippines will be better. If not sooner, maybe later. However, I do not think that practicing my right to vote will make the Philippines better. The election today is not about choosing between good and evil. It is choosing between the evil and less evil. Why should I drag myself in a muddy, smelly, dirty place to register? and vote? I am only giving some people the chance to exploit the right of the poor, to promote tyranny and corruption. Those leaders who are powerful think that they are great but they are no better than anyone else. They cannot exist without the exploits and poor. They are the most dependent and the worst parasite ever existed in the universe!
This culture is not appropriate. Why should I buy it?
In my own little way I can help this country but voting is not an option (for now).
***I thought the urban places have the most dreadful election but the rural areas are the worst-ess. Somewhere in Cotabato (where my sister went to experience being a paralegal), the mayor has been governing its place for ten years (more or less). The people serving the tyrant are willing to die and kill for the sake of loyalty. And somewhere in Compostella Valley, a congressional candidate gave four hundred pesos to the residents. A classmate showed her eight new fifty pesos given by the candidate. Obviously, the money was just withdrawn from the bank.
Currently feeling: frustrated
