An excerpt from one of my newspaper columns a few years ago ...
I have thought about this calendar issue many a time and wondered if the date chosen for the occasion had another strategic value as well: Perhaps an unintended idea was that late in November we can be thankful about the conclusion of elections.
To a large extent, the campaign calls and election pamphlets are indicators that there is still a strong pulse in the democracy. The
highly involved and dedicated volunteers, along with the paid staff,
make sure that the elections and the issues are in our faces, day after
day. We are forced to recognize the issues, how much ever
trivial or profound they rate in our individual political meters, and we
decide on a yea or nay. If we did not have those people,
elections and democracy could morph into a political equivalent of a
tree falling in the forest and nobody being there to hear it.
I
am also quite thankful to the dedicated party loyalists, across the
political spectrum, who work hard to get their candidate’s name on the
ballot in the first place. Thanks to such a process, it is the people who choose their candidates here in the US. (Full disclosure: I am not registered with any political party.)
This is a welcome contrast to the political system in India, which still continues on, where candidates at any level are handpicked by the party bosses. My first exposure to this as a kid was when my grandmother was sick, and had to be admitted to the hospital. We got to know the young doctor who treated her for her enlarged heart. He was quiet, and even a tad shy to talk to people.
A few months later, we were surprised to read in the newspaper that he had been selected as a party’s candidate. He went on to win the election, and represented us at the parliament for a full term. The doctor was chosen for a number of tactical reasons—but, even the party faithful had no idea who he was.
In fact, the “handpick” method was pretty much how many things were done in India, even at schools. I can’t recall a single audition ever for any play, for instance, all through my schooling. The teachers chose their favorites or the best academic achievers—anything other than an open process. Here in the US
though, while it is indeed a tragedy that we do not allocate enough
resources for music or theatre, students are invited to participate and
compete. I suspect that even acts like these at school help promote an understanding of democracy—you too can enter that beauty contest.
I am far from being Polyannaish here—I recognize that there are a number of flaws in the process. But, just as we take enormous care into producing that best thanksgiving turkey ever, it is equally up to us to pitch in to make it an even better democratic process than the one that we inherited.
In
a historical perspective, we have indeed improved the system a lot:
from voting rights for women and minorities, to making voting more
accessible than before. To such an extent that here in Oregon, we even have the pleasure of voting at our kitchen tables dressed in our pajamas.
So,
whether your candidate won or lost, or even if your candidate’s name
never made it to the ballot, take a moment, before you head for that
second helping of yams, to yell out a thank you to the democratic system
that is alive and well.
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