Vote? No, I can’t yet. With the recent General Election having taken place, I had the misfortune of being just a few short months outside the ability to cast a vote. No matter. The political propaganda machine aside, even amongst my peers at college, any debate based around my political opinions would be immediately dismissed following the few short words, ‘But you’re too young to vote’.
Alas, many can understand my frustration; I assume that is, that there are others out there who take an interest in the workings of Westminster and Whitehall. Even if I happen to be wrong on that topic (I truly hope not), surely those up to the age of 17 years 11 months and 31 days should count as more than just pawns on a political propaganda board to get at the parents of the nation. Maybe I just imagine it or am panicking over my own insignificance, but I feel as though my life shouldn’t get increasingly difficult, especially in terms of exams, in order to appease a terrified older generation, horrified that Britain is 20th in terms of education in the world. In effect, it comes down to whether or not you can add to the figures. At the heart of a democracy though, shouldn’t it be that everyone benefits in some way from a new government? From the government in general?
Maybe the solution is to lower the voting age to 16. Logic dictates that if the government has deemed you fit to raise a child, you should be able to have a hand in making national decisions. The irony of my point here being, that of course not even all parents are able to vote, or maybe that is simply the juxtaposition of the law on that point. In the end, it all comes back to being too young to vote, other rights do not coordinate with this and that is all that matters: the numbers game.
In all honesty, though it may not be the case in reality, I feel as though I do not matter on a political level in this nation of democracy. That may sound very self-centred of me, but aren’t most things these days? The idyllic scene painted out for you as a child of the free world in the west, this utopia where justice is rife and everyone has a say as it was in Athens for the Danaans and the Senate for the Romans, not only rather seriously does not exist in that state (I had realised before, it’s just this aspect that has occurred to me of late) but leaves a great many people’s voices unheard in terms of the political machinations of the powers that be.
All in all, I know of course that it will not be long before I am eligible to vote, and when that time comes, it is entirely possible that you will hear me once again moaning about why the government refuses to leave me alone. However, being too young to vote should not prevent your opinion from mattering, nor should it blinker you from the forefront of politics, except in the literal sense. Evidently, it is clearly an issue that instead of truly bothering to work for the benefit of all the people in the United Kingdom, much of the work done by politicians is in fact to secure the support of the right kind of voter for the next election or referendum. In my humble opinion, a major flaw in the system.