May 12, 2004
dirty finger
here's a startling, disconcerting fact: the next time i'm going to vote for a president and a vice-president, i will be 25 years old. i will be a full-fledged adult. i will be part of the work force. my perspectives on politics and on life in general will have changed by then. God knows what other changes can happen. six years is too long. six years is just too long.
others might say that six years is nothing. wrong. of course, six years is everything. the reason why i wanted to vote now, while i'm still a young lad of nineteen, is because i'm still nineteen. i still have this certain kind of independence, cynicism, and reluctance about me. i may lose all these when i move into adulthood. when i'm 25, i'm going to vote as an adult. i'm not going to be a teen anymore. and that is precisely what i want to experience first. to vote as a teen. to vote as young lad of 19. unfortunately, that is something that i have been denied.
for not getting a dirty finger, i flick the dirty finger to all those in charge of implementing this year's elections. i flick the dirty finger to the comelec, i flick the dirty finger to chairman benjamin abalos. you and your cohorts stripped me of my existence. you and your cohorts left me to deal with ordinary civilians when you should have been in charge. you and your cohorts made me wait six hours in a line that went nowhere, that had no order, and that made no sense. flick, flick, flick.