I often wonder what it must be like to be fairly clued up, yourself, and to be consciously appealing to people who are completely bonkers to support your political cause. To what degree do you allow yourself to recognise what you’re really doing and how does it feel to know that your political cause is one that attracts and excites so many people with bonkers views? Basically, I wish the staffer quoted below would write an article:
During the meeting, a Ron Paul staffer, a smart and charismatic young woman, gave a tip to the group for the upcoming convention.
“Dress normal,” she said. “Wear suits, and don’t bring signs or flags. Don’t talk about conspiracy theories. Just fit in.” Her advice was the kind you might hear given to an insane uncle at Thanksgiving.
Then next day, I ran into that same operative at the convention, and I complimented her because Ron Paul delegates were being accepted into the crowd. I added, “We‘re going to win this thing.”
“Bring in the clowns,” she said, and smiled before I lost her in the mass of people.
I will never forget that moment: Bring in the clowns. At the time, I considered myself a thoughtful person, yet I could hardly claim to be one if you judged me by the company I kept. The young lady knew something I had not yet learned: most of our supporters were totally fucking nuts.
And this describes quite a few types on the Far Left too.
Their saving grace is a complete lack of organizational ability, which is why they are always trying to take over the Republican Party, rather than create a party of their own.
From Edwin Lyngar in Salon with “Why I fled libertarianism – and became a liberal”.
P.S. Just spotted this relevant post from John Quiggin: “Can there be a sane honest rightwinger?”.