This will be the third U.S. presidential election to take place since my departure from the U.S. In that time, I’ve lived through two Mexican presidential elections.
It’s no secret that I voted for the winning candidate in the last two U.S. presidential elections. In normal circumstances, I would’ve been tempted to vote for the candidate from the same party again. But these are not normal circumstances.
John McCain sucker-punched the thinking wing of the G.O.P., insulting more than half of all eligible voters by his selection of Sarah Palin. He had plenty of time to replace Mrs. Palin with a respectable running mate, and he blew it. He has eviscerated the Republican Party. I cannot vote for him.
I cannot vote for Barack Obama.
During the past month, I was tempted several times to request an absentee ballot, but it just didn’t seem worth the effort. Not even to enter a protest vote.
What I’ve been hearing from friends in the U.S. saddens and frightens me. One said “I’m voting for the schvartze, but I’m also going out and buying myself some guns.” Lawyers in Republican as well as Democratic circles have asked me to save room for them in the casita, because the the rotten state of affairs has made them seriously consider the prospect of leaving the country.
As Sean Mattson writes in the San Antonio Express-News, Republicans living in Mexico are a quiet group, pushed underground by Democratic activists in the expatriate community. I can remember campaigns which made a big deal out of exercising the right to vote. The only campaign I’m supporting this year is the right not to vote.