Political Sex

Before you get all high-and-blah-blah-blah about it, I know how derogatory it is to write ‘aussie sex party…’ in the title and then show a picture of kangaroos knocking one out; it was just the first thing that came to mind. Does that make me a bigot… if it helps, I really want to do a chick with an Australian accent. Whatever. Back to the Aussie Sex Party. Unfortunately, it’s not exactly what you think, well, at least it wasn’t what I thought it was; I was imagining lubed-up boomerangs, wallabies dressed in leather, and hundreds of Australians grunting, “G-day! G-day! Gggggg-daaaaay!” That’s not it – still kind of cool, though – it’s not as cool as “Ggggg-daaaaay!”:

• It’s official: the Australian Sex Party (ASP) is now a bona fide political party, entitled to appear on the ballot paper, raise funds and even – if they gain more than four percent of the primary vote – eligible for public funding.

A Political Sex Party..? It gives me hope, that I too some day will bring a Political Sex Party to Washington, DC. The closest I’ve come is a small town hall meeting in George, Washington… actually it was a bachelor party, and the only politics involved was a heated game of Asshole (I was President twice, never Beer Bitch, Yea, suckas!), and the only sex involved was me being inappropriately groped by a drunken Washingtonian who kept calling me “Cali.” Because I was from California… yeah, I know.

Anyway, the Australian Sex Party, or ASP, wants to protect the sexual rights of Australians, and finally convinced some people in charge of saying what can and can’t be a political party to accept it. It just gets less sexy as it goes on, but I do enjoy how serious political schmucks have to be, from the story;

• They did, however, consider objections that the ASP name invoked “orgiastic notions”, with a full analysis of the case and statute law surrounding the subject.

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