H.C. Strache, or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love FPÖ
 

H.C. Strache, or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love FPÖ

Months ago the doorbell rang and I found two teenage girls outside. They were doing some kind of survey - what I thought about the EU and so on.

Between my poor German and their non-existing English, I tried to explain what I thought about things ranging from the price of food to the entry of Turkey in the EU. You try answering "Should Turkey join the EU now?" with a simple "yes" or "no". I don't think it worked out very well, because a week before the Austrian elections I received a mail from H.C. Strache[a] saying that given my opinions, he's the man to vote for[b].

In a way it makes perfect sense. Grab a list of issues, then hire some kids to run around and survey people. Then, do a mail merge with the survey results and send out mails that only list the issues where the surveyed agree. (I might patent that.) After all, that's what populism is about: Being everything to everyone.

Now just to get off any "potential Nazi supporter" lists I also ended up on...

2006-10-20, updated 2007-03-12