I’m envious of the way the French protest their government. They’re literally setting things on fire because their schools aren’t adequate. Because the government tried to raise the retirement age. Because their politicians are shitbags.
I think the biggest obstacle to organizing in the US is the sheer distance. It takes 40 solid hours of driving to get from one side to the other. That’s not counting any breaks. France takes about 14 hours. Doable in a day or so if you push it.
Anyway, I’d sign up for a Revolution if there was a serious contender.
Well at least you’re self aware enough to know you’re too stupid to be reasoned with.
I don’t care why you think I can’t be talked out of my position, so long as you are finally getting it through your head that it’s true.
Because as soon as you finally come to terms with that fact, then you are faced with the dilemma that I’ve explained to you several times now. If you can’t persuade me, then you have to decide whether you need the votes of me and people like me or not. If you don’t then there’s no point in whining about us. If you do, then all you can do is ensure we get what we want.
If you were half as smart as you think you are, you’d realize that forcing you and people like you into that dilemma is exactly why I can’t be talked out of my position. But, the beauty of it is that it doesn’t matter whether you can put the pieces together or not. You’re forced into the dilemma, whether you can understand my reasons or not, no matter how “stupid” you think I’m being.
I’m not trying to change you, kid.
Like I said, I’m still interacting with you for the same reason people watch monkeys at the zoo.
I’ll be a monkey, then. Ooh ah ooh ah ah.
Who cares? This monkey can vote, and if you want a monkey’s vote, you can’t just talk to it. You have to give it bananas. And dropping genocide from your party’s platform is a very, very tasty banana.
Come back with bananas, or all you’ll get from talking to this monkey is poop thrown at you.