Well, this is odd
May. 7th, 2015 02:57 pmIt's the first time since I turned eighteen that I have not (a) voted in a general election and (b) sat up with friends and alcohol to watch the results come in. Feels strange, to be watching it happen from the other side of the world. I always used to love election day and the act of voting, regardless of results and consequences: I used to say it was my only opportunity to feel like a citizen rather than a subject. And now I don't, and I'm not sure how I feel about that, except semi-detached: passionate at a distance, rather than engaged.
I am & will be watching the results come in, but it's mid-afternoon over here, which is just wrong; election results should be dead-of-night affairs. (US elections are also wrong in that regard, at least from a California perspective; time zones mean that by the time CA polls close, the result has been pretty much determined. No sitting up till the early hours for us, alas.) And I'm on my own, literally and figuratively; I suspect most of our friends over here haven't even noticed there's a British election going on. And, of course, I feel a dread foreboding. The exit polls may just be wrong, of course, but.
Maybe I'll fall back on one aspect of my old election experience after all. Here, drinkie drinkie...
I am & will be watching the results come in, but it's mid-afternoon over here, which is just wrong; election results should be dead-of-night affairs. (US elections are also wrong in that regard, at least from a California perspective; time zones mean that by the time CA polls close, the result has been pretty much determined. No sitting up till the early hours for us, alas.) And I'm on my own, literally and figuratively; I suspect most of our friends over here haven't even noticed there's a British election going on. And, of course, I feel a dread foreboding. The exit polls may just be wrong, of course, but.
Maybe I'll fall back on one aspect of my old election experience after all. Here, drinkie drinkie...