Young People: The Next Election’s Voters

I remember my 18th birthday very well , which isn’t common to hear nowadays. I was so insanely excited for my 18th, not because I wanted to go out clubbing, not because I wanted to buy alcohol at the bottle shop, not even because I could finally became a Qantas Club member — but because I could vote.

I wouldn’t consider myself a particularly emotional person, but I would be lying if I said I…