News of the plebiscite spread across Australia like a dormant plague. It began slowly, then once released, generated like wildfire.
Everyone is caught up now. It is hard to find an Australian who does not have an opinion on this issue.
Jasmine, a waitress, with a sly smile on her face, decides on the spot that this is what will anger her today.
I ask her what has bothered her recently. She seems irritated that she is unable to think of any events that have profoundly affected her. With so much news to choose from, how can one blame her?
The plebiscite is on everyone’s minds and lips.
She argues the pointlessness of the vote.
“The money could be better spent on more important things, such as healthcare.”
“Why is it taking a democratic country like Australia so long to legalise same-sex marriage? Surely there is a simpler way that doesn’t involve such a lengthy and costly process”.
This affects everyone.
I watch Jasmine’s body language. She sighs, while her shoulders slouch. After our chat, she is visibly exhausted.
Australia is visibly exhausted.