It's an election year; that has obviously escaped no one, unless you've been living under a rock. It's the first election that I've been able to experience first-hand since moving down here in 2005. I am astounded at the passion and interest that everyone has in this election; while at the same time I have found myself disgusted and outraged at some of the uninformed, untruthful, racist and hypocritical remarks that spew from the mouths of voters and politicians.
Election coverage is everywhere you look. Gordon has, admittedly, been fully engrossed in all the political talk, coverage and analysis that one can fit in a day. Because of that, it's been hard for me to stay disinterested.
Never having been one to be overly interested in politics, I thought that this election would come and go with barely a blip on my radar. But not only is it impossible to avoid the coverage, it's impossible to resist the pull. As much as I found myself with feelings of disgust, there were many more moments of excitement, inspiration and (dare I say it?) hope.
As per the restrictions on my Permanent Residency status, I am still unable to vote. So I can do nothing but helplessly watch as this country divides itself. And I can only hope that the right decision is made.