I was sick to my stomach. I wanted to get the hell out. The first and last time I ever worked on a political campaign was quite possibly the most horrific experience of my life. Witnessing the phoniness and lies firsthand has since made me a cynic towards almost anything which makes itself out to be official. That includes politics, the media, institutions, and corporations. I am grateful, however, that I could have such a experience earlier in my life rather than later. My naivete was, as a result, obliterated A and I have since a pair of eyes that aren't so easily deceived.
It all started with a mistake. To join my high school's Teenage Republican's Club. Having already come to understand my general political bent, I decided it would be a fitting activity to take part in. I had already joined the debate club, but had found it to be composed almost entirely of very liberal-minded students whose company I didn't always enjoy. So the first time I heard the announcement for the Teenage Republican's Club in the school's daily bulletin, I was excited to join. Upon the first meeting of the club, I was a bit disappointed, as it was just as unorganized as any other small high school club. Nevertheless I was glad to be there, A among politically like-minded people. Having become politically aware at a young age because of my father and a fervor for talk-radio, I felt that identifying myself as a conservative gave me more of a purpose in life. I also felt like I belonged among other conservatives.
Meetings were composed of general discussion of current events, some light debate with visiting liberal students, and planning for future events. I only recall there being one or two events for the entire life of the club, and one of them wa...
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... I had really come to be a prop. The congressman stared at me with his glaring yet lifeless eyes and shook my hand. I wanted to thank him for wasting my night. I just smiled and gave him a limp handshake.
Though my experience wasn't really representative of political corruption or any really dark activity, it immediately destroyed my ideas about politicians and campaigns being in any way righteous. I had thought they were really about bettering our lives and being humble servants for the people. They still might be in some ways. But from that one experience I felt like campaigns are pure fakery. I am no longer the young, naïve, teenage republican's club member I was my freshman year of high school. I now have a better understanding of the relationship between politics and money, and I shall no longer be so easily deceived. What you see, isn't often what you get.
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more understandable with examples of what is really another readily apparent notion- Could a person know the awfulness of pain if she was born without the capacity to feel any pains? Could a person experience the specific joy of strawberries and Champagne without ever having had this exact experience? It would be difficult to deny that subjective qualia are perspectivally unique. One would face seemingly absurd possibilities such as feeling someone else's pains, and not having any subjective character