Dear undecided voter,
You haven’t made up your mind, and that’s okay. Depending on when this letter is delivered to you, there are fewer days left in the 2016 campaign than you think. Candidates will debate, volunteers will hound you with chances to register to vote, and you’ll still be left wondering whether to vote him or her. Like many of you, I have yet to reach full adulthood – if adulthood is defined by home ownership, taxes, and facing the perils of in-laws during the holidays. But, I want you to know that your vote counts – big time.
I have asked hundreds of millennials if they’re planning on voting this November. Typically, I get a resounding, “yes”. Then, it’s “who are you voting for?” Part two of the question consistently leads to trepidatious responses like “Uh”, “I don’t know”, or “I don’t like either of them”.
Here’s a scenario:
It’s Tuesday, November 8th. You draw back the curtain to the little, white tent we call a “polling booth”. There is nothing but you, a ballot, and a choice. And, your choice counts – big time.
After avoiding the third-party option – nobody wants a Nader-repeat with Mr. Aleppo gulping up Florida - there are two conscience-based nominees; one is right, one is wrong. The wrong one defames femininity, and the right one embraces diversity. The wrong one mocks disability, while the right one advocates equal prosperity. The wrong one devalues partnership, and the right one embraces human togetherness. Now, breathe. It’s your job to determine the identity behind the right personality.
Have you made the right choice? Good.
Dear undecided voter,
You are powerful. You are significant. You are valued – big time.
