I've been ruminating today on the voting compulsion. Where does it come from?
I often get the question, well, if you don't vote, what do you do? The apparent assumption here is that one must do something, even when there is nothing useful to be done. That is: without some sort of goal-oriented behavior -- no matter how obviously inane and foredoomed -- human life simply means nothing(*).
Talk about a substitute for religion; but what a poor one. Gimme the Rosary any day.
(*)I blame Man Of La Mancha.