the dissident frogman

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Another worthless exercise of my right to vote as, once again, my options boil down to voting against a program or person.

18 different lists on the menu for these European elections. 18.

Eighteen.

Yet once you’ve removed the Dunny-on-the-Wold-ish contestants (“Animalist” Party? I’d rather vote for my dog. Europe Democracy Esperanto? No habla Europese), the copious selection of Socialists of all shades (from pink to deep red with green and, yes, yellow¹ in the middle) and the EuroDrones spanning the whole Left/Right (false) dichotomy, you end up with nothing but a bad taste in the mouth, the result of this familiar nauseating feeling that there is, on this continent, too much opportunities for too many people to live off the blood of civil society.

None of whom have any interest in changing that.

A possibly apocryphal quote from the late French humorist Coluche is making the rounds:

If voting could change anything, it’d been banned long ago.

And he was right—as long as you keep in mind that he was solely concerned with France (hello America 2016).

Still, my ballot opposing the supranationalists is in the box.

There’s a good fellow.