The Real Obscenity

There was an election coming in Germany, and I’d already decided: Die Partei. Not for any serious reason—just because they were the only ones being honest about how completely obscene things had gotten.

They’d put out a campaign ad featuring Serdar Somuncu, the comedian everyone either loved or hated, basically naked and doing explicit sexual things with pornography and breasts. Which is crude, obviously. But that was the whole point. Die Partei understood what everyone else was too polite to say: actual German politics was far obscener than anything they could film.

They basically admitted it themselves. Released some statement saying they’d tried to match the obscenity level of German politicians and the auto industry and failed completely. You can’t compete with reality. The cold hard facts—the corruption, the hypocrisy, the casual brutality of actual power—are always more scandalous than any amount of naked flesh and bodily fluids.

So I was voting for tits over Merkel. It made sense.