I just celebrated my 18th birthday, and for the first time, I was legally considered an adult in the eyes of the U.S. government.
Who am I now? A single voice in a country so topsy-turvy that the lines are blurred between parties, political misinformation is rampant and nobody really knows where they stand on anything. So few of us actually understand America; we have no choice but to vote blindly.
I sit in my AP U.S. government class every morning, just struggling to form an opinion.
Don’t call it teenage stupidity. The over-30 set is often just as uninformed. Do you know who your members of Congress are? Your Supreme Court justices? If your kids know more about what’s going on in Washington than you, you have a problem.
Of course, it’s not just adults; my generation is equally to blame. I hear so many people my own age declare, “I don’t care about politics.” This is a self-destructive behavior. One day, our parents and teachers won’t be here to help us understand this world.
Knowing that ignorance is the greatest foothold to the abuse of power, I call on my peers to leave Twitter, or “Call of Duty” or whatever, if only for a moment, and get informed. Vote. Soon, this will be our America.
I’m 18 years old. I stand at a time in my life when I have a choice between two doors: apathy or involvement. I know which I’ll choose. Do you?