by Bob Bennett
When I drop my ballot in the box it simply slips right in like all the others. Well, at first. Then I think I hear a clunk. Sounds like it landed in a dumpster. It’s only my imagination of course, but it might as well be in there.
It won’t count.
Well, it does get counted. I have no doubt. It’s all very honest. The clunky sound I hear is because of the kind of ballot it is.
Republican.
I might as well have stayed in bed, because it has no chance against the ballots that start with a “D.” It’s overwhelmed. It has been for years. Will it always be like that?
Maybe not.
High school and college students throughout Vermont can make my vote count. Okay, they are not old enough to vote. But they are old enough to know a good thing when they see it and, in a few years, they will be dropping their ballots in the box.
They have joined the “Turning Point.” They are all over it. It’s a phenomenon. It’s a bandwagon. It looks unstoppable. And as Isaiah told us, “A little child shall lead them.”
Big kids too.
While the Turning Point balloons and blossoms in every county in the state, in just a few years, if I am still around, I wait to hear my ballot land without a clunk.
The author is a Vermont resident, author, rabbit raising expert, retired marketing professional, and a former Vermont newspaperman.