worked in politics
You now hate both political parties. You hate the side you worked for just a little bit less, mind you; but you do very much hate them both.
By all means this is true, I hold this as a personal truth as well as an objective reality. It is only sign 33. There are 48 of them.
A former friend of mine, and an acquaintance I want to distance myself from after he defended the use of Confederate flags at a rally that had nothing to do with the American Civil War, as well as a leader with the Eaton County Tea Party, actually expressed disbelief at my experiences and activities in politics for the past thirteen years and essentially called my resume a lie. Given the investment of time and energy and my own occasional belief that it was just loss, this sort of accusation, made even casually, is a grievous offence.
I suppose a little sensitivity on the matter has been accumulated. The realization set in that there was nothing I could accomplish or have accomplished that could not be undone or has not been undone. That this could be undone by your own political party through malpractice or inaction is particularly irritating.
As it is, my narcissism aside, every one of the signs on the list is true to some degree or another.
At some point I just quit looking for political work before all of these became true to me, for me, whichever. I desire something better than simply being an underappreciated, underpaid, overworked, overweight operative with an acid reflux problem. And long ago I determined that by a simple age I wish to pursue wealth and some level of power, ultimately because it’s difficult, near impossible to successfully raise children when you live like a gypsy. Ostensibly I did a lot of what I did out of a sense of adventure and a sense of patriotism and to an extent I wish I did more of it when I was younger. But as you get older it grinds on you. Because of the experience I absolutely despise working as a simple under-acknowledged rank-and-file “activist”. Mostly because I get the sense that simple negligence will erase the consequences of my work, I won’t be appreciated, all my accumulated knowledge is ignored and I follow the instructions of some kid…. and I really just hate going door to door or doing call centers.
So I will do certain volunteer activities under special circumstances or asked by special people, but not in general.
So I have volunteered. I have been listed as “GOP activist”, which annoys me to no end as my qualifications are very well minimized by that particular distinction. I have been a “political operative”. I have “worked in politics”. The precise costs I keep secret for a number of reasons, mostly because it’s none of your business, mixed in part with I don’t want my mother to know what happened.
Here are some samples:
Catie Warren wrote these but the samples are among the stuff I have lived. If you have an actual career in mind instead, do that. The typical rewards for being a smart and very fortunate, well, lucky, political operative is a staff job in an office where you get health insurance. I have seen people perform absolutely incompetently and get real work. I have seen people perform brilliantly and get nothing for it.