The Parable of the Man Who Rocked the Vote
Once upon a time there was a man who had never voted.
He was a registered voter. (He had registered at an MTV rock the vote in college. He had just never made it into an actually voting booth). He had recently been convinced that he should be voting, making his voice heard, and all that, so today he was walking down the street towards the library. There might be a voting booth there? Or at least someone who could tell him where to find one.
On the way, he saw a school that was falling down and said, “I should vote for whoever will fix our schools.” As he continued down the road, he saw a bank that was closing and said, “I should vote for whoever will fix our country’s banking problem.”
As he got closer to the library he saw a child who was lost. He crossed to the other side of the road and said to himself, “I should vote for someone to come up with a system to help lost children find their parents.”
As he got to the end of the block, a dragon swooped down and landed right in front of him. It was carrying a woman in a fair amount of distress. She was even screaming for help while being placed into the scorching and foul-smelling mouth of the great wyrm. (Our story did begin once upon a time after all, it has to have a dragon). Our young conscientious voter, in a surprising act of bravery, threw his voters pamphlet over his shoulder at the dragon as he ran for it, leaving the distressed young maiden to her fate.
Thankfully, just at that moment, a city bus pulled up and he was able to hop on. He thought to himself, “I will definitely vote for whoever expanded public transportation.”