I’d love to get involved with politics and actually run in an election. Even if it were something small scale, like city council.
I’ve thought about it yes. But never actually bit the bullet.
It takes guts and a whole lot of money. I’d need the support of my partner and although he goes along with all of my crazy ideas, I’m not sure he’d fully support this one.
So many people, not just him, have such a jaded view of politicians. I totally understand why. But I refuse to believe that they are all corrupt, money or power hungry and dishonest.
I’d be one of the good ones. I swear. I’d want to make a difference and bring positive changes to our world.
It’s not really surprising that political thoughts swirl around in my brain when you consider my upbringing. My parents are obsessed with watching the news. I’m not sure if they still do but they used to watch the 6 o’clock news in each province, starting in the east and going west each hour.
Manitoba, Saskatchewan, Alberta then BC. And then it’s time for CNN til bedtime. They still watch way too much CNN and even yesterday when I talked to my Dad on the phone he went on and on about Kamala and Trump.
You wouldn’t think Canadians living in the central part of Manitoba, Canada could get so wrapped up in US politics but you don’t know him.
Clint was laughing last night, as was I, when I read my journal entry from when I was in Grade 10, where I talked about a national referendum that was happening in our country. He said you are your father’s daughter.
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