Still, that old sense of obligation is there. It is not that my vote counts or that I really care who wins. That’s not my fault. Forces beyond my control have made my citizenship worthless. What I can control is how I discharge my duties and obligations. That means I’ll probably stop at my polling place in the morning and cast my ballot. The choices may be awful and I may hate having to vote for any of them, but at least I will have done my duty. My country may not care much for me and citizenship may mean nothing, but I still can be a good citizen. At least I’ll have that.
Meet the new boss. Literally the same as the old boss, but if you squint your eyes just right and say “If I don’t vote for a RINO a liberal will win” over and over to yourself, maybe you’ll feel better about the whole thing.