I’m having nightmares about the polling booth. My greatest fear? Choosing a candidateby Edward Docx / April 25, 2010 / Leave a comment
Published in May 2010 issue of Prospect Magazine
I am suffering from a terrible condition: acute pre-election stress trauma, or Pest. Where once I floated, now I sink. The only other documented cases occurred in 1974, my psychoanalyst tells me, when parliament was last hung. In those days, it was called ballot anxiety disorder: Bad.
“Tell me about your mother,” my psychoanalyst murmurs. I try to breathe. “My mother was very strict, doctor. She said that whatever happens I must always vote. She said that it is the one absolute duty in a democracy. She said millions died for this. She said those who do not vote must live in exile or silence.”