December 2nd, 2008

Bruce, Caroline

When Arguing Politics Ceases to Be Fun

I wrote the following to a talk-show-host friend of mine yesterday. I
have found out since then that the intended coalition is seeking an
eighteen-month term. It's better than the four or five years I'd feared,
but a lot of damage can still be done in eighteen months:

Thank you for what you said at the beginning of today's [program]. I'm
trying not to let my fears rule me at this point. It's tough, though,
because I am witnessing a government forming power that wheeled and
dealed its way in with total disregard for democracy. I still can't
believe they can just do this. I've never seen anything like it in my
life, and I have trouble sharing your optimism that Canada will survive
... but again, I'm trying not to let my fear rule me. One of the things
you've told me often over the years is not to allow myself to get ruled
by my emotions, and you'll tell me that again if I don't say it first,
and you'll be right. But it's tough, ... it's really tough, because this
is all so very new to me. It used to be fun arguing politics. I loved my
righteous indignation. I didn't even realize at the time how much I
enjoyed it. It's not fun any more. Now it's my future, I'm a big boy now
and what goes on affects me, and I know it. They can hold onto power for
four years, maybe five, and who knows what they can put into place in
that time to thwart democracy? What can the people do? What rights do we
have as citizens? I was always told that we elect our government.
Obviously we don't. What recourse is there for us? We can't threaten
them with our vote, they can just circumvent that. I'm scared. I'm
trying not to be, but I am.