Third Party Corruption in New York

For those unfamiliar with third parties in NY, there is a serious corruption problem.

Due to “fusion voting” (where a candidates votes on multiple lines are added together) major parties often attempt to take over third parties so they can control the line and get additional votes. Here’s an example where this abuse came out in the open: Times Union article

We rarely see this with the Greens or Libertarians, though the Greens are at greater risk now that they have a ballot line. It’s most common with the Working Families Party, Conservative Party, and the Independence Party.

A typical way this is done is party leaders will have family members register as members of the relevant third party and use those votes to win primaries and/or party offices. The smaller the third party, the easier it is to take over.

There’s also a tendency for the leadership of these parties to sell out their line for personal benefit.

14 thoughts on “Third Party Corruption in New York

  1. Rob

    Yeah, pretty much describes the old Long CPNYS scheme. Same with the old Liberal Party and the Hardings. The Working Families Party was supposed to change that. I guess it’s like the end of “1984″ when the pigs and the humans look exactly alike.

  2. Gene Berkman

    Rob – At the end of “1984″ Winston Smith is shot, as he has finally come to love Big Brother.

    It is at the end of “Animal Farm” also by Orwell that the pigs and the humans come to look alike.

  3. Rob

    Ack, sorry–got my Orwell books confused in my general state of absentmindedness. Thanks for the catch.

  4. Gene Berkman

    In New York, nominations for most offices are made by party committees. There is no primary unless someone challenges the committee choice.

    The challenger must receive a certain level of support from the committee, or collect petitions signed by voters enrolled in the party whose nomination he seeks.

    It is fairly common for Republican officeholder to give patronage jobs to a few members of the Conservative Party county committee, to ensure getting the Conservative ballot line.

    The Working Families Party sells itself out, providing its nomination to Democrats who employ the services of WFP owned companies that do printing, mailing and petition gathering.

    When California had cross-filing, the nominations were determined in the primary,and this form of corruption did not exist. Instead primary voters tended to vote for well-known candidates regardless of ideology, and little-known challengers were beaten in the pimary before they had a chance in November.

  5. Derek

    How about the Two Party Vote system? Let voters vote for 2 parties, since everybody claims we live in a Two-Party System.

  6. Mark Axinn

    Probably the biggest parasite right now is the Independence Party, which is neither. Instead it is a pure parasite, selling out to the Dems and Repubs at each election depending on which one offers it more patronage.

    Originally, it was a vehicle for Tom Golisano to run for Gov., but like Warren he has moved to warmer climes.

    Unfortunately, many voters confuse it for Independent and believe they are voting for independent candiates rather than same political hacks as on Rows A and B.

  7. paulie

    At the end of “1984? Winston Smith is shot, as he has finally come to love Big Brother.

    It’s been a while since I’ve read it. For some reason I thought he is allowed back into “society” as a brainwashed “new man,” not shot.

    Due to “fusion voting” (where a candidates votes on multiple lines are added together) major parties often attempt to take over third parties so they can control the line and get additional votes. Here’s an example where this abuse came out in the open: Times Union article

    We rarely see this with the Greens or Libertarians, though the Greens are at greater risk now that they have a ballot line. It’s most common with the Working Families Party, Conservative Party, and the Independence Party.

    A typical way this is done is party leaders will have family members register as members of the relevant third party and use those votes to win primaries and/or party offices. The smaller the third party, the easier it is to take over.

    Why hasn’t this happened with the Greens yet? Do you think it will if they maintain their ballot status? Will it be likely to happen to the LP if the LP gets ballot status? Why or why not?

  8. wes wagner

    Paulie @10

    He is allowed back into society long enough for everyone to see his being cured… then he is shot.

  9. GovNo

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nineteen_Eighty-Four#Conversion

    An alcoholic Winston sits by himself in the Chestnut Tree Cafe, still troubled by false memories that he realizes are indeed false. He tries to put them out of his mind when suddenly a news bulletin announces Oceania’s decisive victory over Eurasia for control of Africa. A raucous celebration begins outside, and Winston imagines himself a part of it. As he looks up in admiration at a portrait of Big Brother, Winston realizes that “the final, indispensable, healing change” within his own mind had only been completed at just that moment. He engages in a “blissful dream” in which he offers a full, public confession of his crimes and is executed. He feels that all is well now that he has at last achieved a victory over himself, ending his previous “stubborn, self-willed exile” from the love of Big Brother — a love Winston now happily returns.

  10. Wes Wagner

    GovNo @12

    If I recall my reading of it .. there is a hallway at the ministry of love where you walk past the guards… some of winston’s other “friends” disappeared on that trip down that hallway after they had been re-integrated into society.

    The implication was that some random day one of those guards just put a bullet in you after the world had seen you long enough to know longer doubt the power of the ministry of love.

    Orwell died only a couple years after 1984′s publication and it is an unanswered question.

  11. GovNo

    http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks01/0100021.txt

    A shrill trumpet-call had pierced the air. It was the bulletin! Victory!
    It always meant victory when a trumpet-call preceded the news. A sort of
    electric drill ran through the cafe. Even the waiters had started and
    pricked up their ears.

    The trumpet-call had let loose an enormous volume of noise. Already an
    excited voice was gabbling from the telescreen, but even as it started
    it was almost drowned by a roar of cheering from outside. The news had
    run round the streets like magic. He could hear just enough of what was
    issuing from the telescreen to realize that it had all happened, as he had
    foreseen; a vast seaborne armada had secretly assembled a sudden blow in
    the enemy’s rear, the white arrow tearing across the tail of the black.
    Fragments of triumphant phrases pushed themselves through the din: ‘Vast
    strategic manoeuvre–perfect co-ordination–utter rout–half a million
    prisoners–complete demoralization–control of the whole of Africa–bring
    the war within measurable distance of its end–victory–greatest victory
    in human history–victory, victory, victory!’

    Under the table Winston’s feet made convulsive movements. He had not
    stirred from his seat, but in his mind he was running, swiftly running,
    he was with the crowds outside, cheering himself deaf. He looked up again
    at the portrait of Big Brother. The colossus that bestrode the world!
    The rock against which the hordes of Asia dashed themselves in vain! He
    thought how ten minutes ago–yes, only ten minutes–there had still been
    equivocation in his heart as he wondered whether the news from the front
    would be of victory or defeat. Ah, it was more than a Eurasian army that
    had perished! Much had changed in him since that first day in the Ministry
    of Love, but the final, indispensable, healing change had never happened,
    until this moment.

    The voice from the telescreen was still pouring forth its tale of prisoners
    and booty and slaughter, but the shouting outside had died down a little.
    The waiters were turning back to their work. One of them approached with
    the gin bottle. Winston, sitting in a blissful dream, paid no attention
    as his glass was filled up. He was not running or cheering any longer. He
    was back in the Ministry of Love, with everything forgiven, his soul white
    as snow. He was in the public dock, confessing everything, implicating
    everybody. He was walking down the white-tiled corridor, with the feeling
    of walking in sunlight, and an armed guard at his back. The long-hoped-for
    bullet was entering his brain.

    He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn
    what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark moustache. O cruel, needless
    misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast!
    Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all
    right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won
    the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.

    THE END

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