Of course, the argument can be made that all political candidates are jokes, but that is a subject for another post. I turned up this first guy, Vermin Supreme, thought he was okay and so started to look around for some more. I have included Screaming Lord Sutch, father of them all. This guy ran his stupid Benny Hill type campaign in pretty much every English election from the 60’s until his death in 1999.
My interest in this sort of campaigning started young. In 1970, I ran for Student Council office at my high school in Pueblo, Colorado on the “Don’t Vote for Blaine” platform. No one did. My running mate was a cholo named Mingo Sena who had once pulled a knife on me. I thought he epitomized the Bizarro world perfection that was my campaign. Here is one of the campaign flyers, incredibly saved by a friend of mine from the East High Facebook page, Melanie Osterman.
First, though, Vermin Supreme.