Out of luck today, the result of our general election didn’t go the way I wanted. I usually stay up all night to watch the results, but as soon as I heard what the exit pole said I decided to give it a miss. No last night I went to bed about 1am, which is actually early for me. I would have gone earlier, but I was watching a couple of documentaries about Maori art and they were far more enjoyable than election results. I think I knew it was going to be bad when I saw the results would be on Friday the Thirteenth.
I look forward to more austerity and homelessness, worse health care, the sale of the NHS, more crime. But I’m not bitter, just sad.
We are holding our third General election in five years in the UK today. That is Scotland, England, Wales and Northern Ireland.
I won’t bore you with the politics but our parliament was opposing our prime ministers policies so he decided to try and get more politicians on his side by calling an election despite there being a previous one about two years ago.
What has ensued has been a bit of a farce, with politicians apparently going into hiding so they don’t cause problems by saying inappropriate things. The Prime Minister has hidden from journalists, and refused to be interviewed by senior journalists despite his opponents being interviewed.
The use of social media has also been questionable, with targeted information being pushed at voters. Most of the time you are in your own bubble, you don’t see what other party supporters see, some of this is from Trolls who stir up hate and animosity.
Last night in several constituencies posters of a very disturbing nature were put up. They could be classed as libelous. They were taken back down by the political party that was being attacked, but they must have been paid for by a concerted group of people and they may have breached rules about how much campaign’s are allowed to spend.
Whatever happened, or happens, the results are due to start flooding in later tonight. It’s been a cold wet miserable day, but there have been reports of queues round the block in some places.
I appreciate the right to vote. As a woman I feel privileged to have the right to do so, following the fight by the suffragettes in the 20th Century. To people in the UK, I would say its a miserable evening, but please use your vote and show you care about your fellow citizens.
Someone said to me today? Why Vote, what’s the point? I didn’t jump down their throat, but I thought, why do I vote?
I guess I care about my world, my life, the people around me, family, friends. The people in other countries. Global warming, sale of armaments, waging wars. The impoverishment of many people because of austerity.
Life seems to be unfair, lots of things don’t work out, but that’s the point of democracy, to try and improve the world for everyone. Being able to Vote is important, you can change things, you can make a difference.
In the 19th and 20th century people fought for the vote. Suffragettes fought for it, working class people fought for it. Why not respect their actions and Vote. It is important. I guess it doesn’t matter which party. It may not be the one I think people should vote for but I respect your right to do it. Thinking about countries around the world where voting is limited to only certain people, I think everyone should be enfranchised.
As a candidate at the recent local elections count I was surprised by the lack of seating for candidates, counting agents and guests inside the sports hall being used for counting the vote.
The staff counting the votes were all supplied with a seat but members of the public were not.
After being on my feet visiting houses for most of the day from early morning onwards, and particularly because I am no longer as fit and healthy as I used to be, I felt the lack of chairs or other seating was at the least an oversight, and to be honest pretty unfair. People ended up sitting on the floor but not everyone can do that.
I managed to grab a chair early on during the count but was not able to use it through the whole evening. I shared it with others who were equally exhausted because of the work they had done over the day.
I think the local council should have taken into account the age and fitness of the candidates and their supporters. There were some quite elderly people there. People who stand for local elections are representative of the whole community. There has to be some level of fitness but standing up for 7 or 8 hours for the count is surely not feasible.
Well, that was a day I stood in a local election. I didn’t win.
I walked around about half the ward today. I talked to lots of people. I had some good responses but I was not well known so I understand why I didn’t get the vote. I will have to try and help more there perhaps. At the moment my knees and ankles are aching so much I can’t move. I wanted to help. I hope the person they selected is able to help.