Some people get happy during election time. Why? They think it is the perfect time to receive alms from the officials-wannabe. It is the easiest way to solicit funds from the candidates without involving ones’ blood, sweat, and tears, all for free. All these, in lieu with what the candidates want – their votes. Sad, because they failed to recognize the value of their rights. Much sadder, because they failed to see the importance of their single vote that could probably change the society.
Some politicians at the same time feel the same. They feel happy because they receive alms from higher forms of beings. These alms may be given in kind or in cold cash, whichever from the two, a thing probably sure: as long as these candidates subject to the terms of these Martians, then everything would just go on smoothly with their campaigns.
What I exactly don’t like about politics is the very nature of it that has been passed on from one generation to the next. The politician’s character: being turncoat. Politicians go for whoever sways stronger and for whoever has greater influence. Sad, because as much as these politicians should have their principles intact and unbroken, what is happening now is that they’re eating up all their ideals just to belong. Isn’t this ironic? How they convince people to vote for them when all the while it makes no sense for people to be convinced?
I am mad at those politicians who are turncoat. A turncoat, not just to their slate mates, but a turncoat to the people. A big fake. Why would we vote for this kind of wannabes? For these candidates who fake citizenship to forward their interests, for people who use money as a revolving mechanism to manipulate the harmless members of the electorate, for people who use force to pursue what they want, for people who use their power, their position and maximize it all for campaign strategies? Fair enough? Where is justice now?
More intensely, I am mad at those people who ride on with the waves of politics. Who never thinks, who judge unsoundly, who persecutes partially, who do nothing positive and healthy and just, who know that they’ve been used yet they continue to be used. Where are your principles now? Thought you were educated and morally upright? Thought you were sincere and dedicated to serve without stains of personal pursuits? Where are all these? Gone. Bygones be bygones.
So what now? Do we have to be consumed with these saddening and maddening realities? I say, we don’t. And I am speaking here as a youth, with a fresh perspective and straight ideals, I say, we won’t, we shouldn’t. I would not let the youthfulness in me be departed. I would not allow myself to be trapped into the alley of fraud and deceit and hypocrisy.