The Abjectionist Party

I remembered today that they pay representatives in the state House of Representatives, and that I need money and couldn't possibly do worse than our government does now, so I spent some time daydreaming about what it might have been like if I had attempted to run for state office in New Hampshire. It turns out, actually, that NH House Representatives make $200 per term.

I imagined coming up with my own party for the campaign: the Abjectionist Party. And I wrote a short campaign speech:

Abjection is the fear and disgust we experience at the sight of something that was once a part of us, and has been made separate. Alien. blood on a steering wheel. A severed hand. The phrase "Abject poverty" refers to the state of someone being so inhumanely poor that those of us with means enough have trouble seeing them as a person.

Our government is in a state of abjection. This vast, tendrilous thing, that takes us up into it, affects everything, touches everything, and is still here, living with us, and was once part of us -- Of the people, by the people, for the people -- but it isn't, any longer.

The abjection party stands for recognizing and processing that as a reality of America's collective psyche. We don't know whether the thing can be surgically reattached or whether it needs to be cut clean and disposed of, but we are here to say: this thing, this government, in which we still see ourselves, is severed, and is rotting.

In review, I'd want to spend some time figuring out how to make it more clear that I'm not saying the poor should be severed and disposed of -- I would see proper care for the homeless and impoverished of America as being one of the major goals of the Abjectionist Party -- but for something that took 15 minutes to write, I kinda like it.

Also, campaign slogan: "Turn your ballot into something alien and warped -- vote Abjectionist!"