Let me just put it out there—I vote in political elections, every single time. But do I believe in most politicians? Not really. And no, this isn’t some edgy hot take. It’s just how I see things.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not out here claiming every politician is a villain twirling a mustache, plotting their next shady deal. I know there are good ones out there, folks who genuinely want to make a difference. But let’s be real—most of them? They’re in it for the money, the power, the status. You can see it in the way they talk, the promises they make and conveniently forget, and the photo ops that feel more staged than a high school play.

So why do I still vote? Because even if the system feels rigged sometimes, not voting means giving up the tiny bit of control I do have. It’s like being in a sketchy cafeteria—you might not love anything on the menu, but you still pick something because going hungry isn’t an option. Voting is my way of saying, “Hey, I’m still here. I still care. And yes, I’m paying attention.”

Plus, every now and then, a candidate surprises me. Someone shows up who seems to actually listen, who talks about real issues without the fluff. Those moments remind me that while the system’s far from perfect, it’s not hopeless.

So yeah, I’ll keep voting. Not because I think it’s going to magically fix everything or because I believe all candidates are saints. I vote because it’s my voice, my choice, and even if it feels like shouting into the void sometimes, it’s better than staying silent.