I have been following and posting about on the Conserpiracy forum (now closed) the political campaign of would-be US senator Augustus Sol Invictus for some
months now.
His recent defeat in the Libertarian primary election in
Florida has stirred up some very painful memories; I have seen something like
this campaign before. It is a very different story involving very different
people, but there are a few familiar elements. There is also a big coincidence
in the case.
I was involved with an Islamic political opposition
movement a while back. I remember that the leaders referred to themselves by
the titles they hoped to attain once they had overthrown an oppressive regime;
they behaved as though they already occupied the positions that they were
campaigning to achieve.
I remember the excitement when the main leader started to
levitate; the members, supporters and followers were uplifted too. They felt
part of something big and inspiring; they had goals and a mission to work for.
The members called each other brother and sister.
The mood was very positive, euphoric even; victory seemed
just around the corner. I remember the press releases, the statements, the
attention, the publicity, the interviews and articles, the committees, the
meetings and the conferences and speeches.
I remember the demonstrations in various capital cities and the concerts
with famous artists, all very colourful with flags, flowers and stirring music…volunteers worked round the clock getting it all organised.
At the time, it seemed like the start of something very
big. Looking back, I can see that the first year of campaigning was as good as
it got.