I’ve already done the hardest part. I’ve confessed that I was once a serious addict — a political junkie addicted to the highs of winning elections and helping my ideological bedfellows take over part of the world.
But as a recovering political prostitute, it’s time for me to try to help others make a break from their addictions, too. So I’m happy to announce the founding of Political Junkies Anonymous.
If you’re a political junkie, you already know it in your heart — and you know you need help. You’ve found yourself caring more about elections than real life. You’ve made the mistake of thinking that it really mattered whether your favorite candidate won. Worst of all, you’ve taken buffoons such as Bill O’Reilly and Keith Olbermann seriously. Yes, my friends, you need help.
Here at Political Junkies Anonymous, you can meet with other political junkies who have come to understand that majoritarian political systems are just traps that let you compete with other groups to impose your will on everybody else. We can jointly admit that we love the drive for that power — and we can help each other as we seek to learn to leave other people alone to live their lives as they choose. The program has two levels — one for the casual abuser and another for the hardcore cases who’ve turned to political prostitution.
Like any good 12-step program, we have a system for you to work through. Take a look at our steps and see if you’re ready to admit you’re a junkie and begin breaking free:
All sides rushing to assign blame in theater shootings only leads to error
Sorry, Newt: It’s not ‘isolationism’ to oppose invading other countries
If you live by your principles, others won’t control your actions
Without growth on similar paths, two people drift apart, love dies
My need to make others perfect reflects my fear I’m not in control
You always need enough money that you can quit when it’s time
Creator knew truth when He said
Taking Donald Trump seriously means ‘Idiocracy’ is already here
Is it just coincidence that my surgeries come when I’m alone?