A, B, C, All of the above
Online polls, I’m not sure why, but I just love them. I don’t know how accurate they are, but they seem to satisfy some perverse need to either ally myself with those superior others who share my opinion or to arrogantly scorn those who don’t. Either way, they serve a purpose. I can take an online poll and no matter what the result, I can claim something good about myself. Either the vote has been so closely aligned with my own that I can say, “Well, see, it really is so obvious; almost everyone can recognize it,” thus I nestle comfortably into the fold of those other astute souls out there in the ether. Or if I appear to be out of sync with the mainstream (a not uncommon occurrence) I can rail self-righteously, “Oh, my god! I can’t believe those people are so stupid!” (compared to me, of course). I do understand that numbers do not always, or even often, reflect the truth, but I still engage in this small act of self-deception whenever I am presented with any kind of online poll or survey. I find them irresistible.
Awhile back, I took one rather lengthy survey at a site to which my husband had sent me a link. It’s called the Political Compass, and, like others of its ilk, it places you on a scale according to how far to the left or right you are, but it also shows where you fall on a north/south axis that represents with what level of government control over your life you are comfortable. This is represented by the terms Authoritarian (north, much government control) or Libertarian (south, little government control). You submit your answers, all this information is processed and the resultant report places you somewhere on a grid. They also show you the charts they did on some famous persons (living and dead) to whose politics you can then compare yours. This survey revealed me to be to the left (liberal) and south (libertarian) of both Gandhi and Mandela (and everyone else they charted). I don’t know what exactly that says about either my politics or my grip on reality, but I do recognize that it places me somewhat outside the mainstream, no matter who is defining “mainstream.”
While I’m waiting for the rest of the world to catch up to my politics, I continue taking part in online polls. I recently took one that asked if I thought the Democrats are being “fair” to the White House about the Karl Rove affair. And after I clicked on “Yes,” then they asked, “Why?” That’s something I’ve rarely seen in an online poll. Usually they just ask you to select one of several options, but they never ask why you selected that one. So I typed into the dialog box:
“Bush’s assertion that Iraq tried to buy yellowcake from Niger was a lie. That was one of the lies that he used as an excuse to take us into a WAR. Many of our young men and women are dying and being maimed, and we are made to look like imperialist fools to the rest of the world; we have more enemies than ever because Bush got away with lying to us. Mr. Wilson tried to warn us before we’d gone to the precipice and they went after his wife in retaliation. The Democrats are being more than “fair,” they are being mushy; they should be screaming the lie from the rooftops.”
That was nice; they actually cared why I thought what I thought… my humble opinion mattered. I was flattered.
They also asked what the White House should do with the person who leaked the identity of Valerie Plame:
“They are the ones telling us we are in enough danger that we must give up our civil rights for protection. In such a “dangerous” time, one who leaks information on national security issues should be fired, if not hanged for treason.”
It’s really too bad I don’t get to make these decisions for real; I’d be so good, don’t you think? A. Yes, I think you should be the one making decisions for everyone. B. I think you should be allowed to make some decisions, but only about things like what you will have for dinner. C. You are clearly crazy and should be locked up.
Thank you for taking our survey.