America you have shocked the world.

But seriously, it's barely a win for Biden which is the best harm reduction result with the best rebuking of him and chairman Daou is planning a revolution. Biden is ahead enough to get 270 if the remain vote isn't for Trump he'll increase his margin by small amounts. Now go read some theory.

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The 🇱🇷 2020 🇱🇷 American 🇱🇷 Presidential 🇱🇷 Elections 🇱🇷 are the single most important political event since The Last Fascist was VOTED 🔫 OUT 🔫. We on the admin team see it as our duty to enforce the views of our audience by any parasocial means necessary.

As a nacho-socialist cabal, we see no path to revolution other than by focusing the majority of our leisure time on consuming bougie media. Media that is obsessed with the details of an election we decided our preferences on months ago, if not years ago. Here's the bottom line: Voting makes you a good person and not voting makes you a bad one. Don't believe us? Just ask Lenin:

A democratic republic is the best possible political shell for capitalism, and, therefore, once capital has gained possession of this very best shell (through the Palchinskys, Chernovs, Tseretelis and Co.), it establishes its power so securely, so firmly, that no change of persons, institutions or parties in the bourgeois-democratic republic can shake it.

We must also note that Engels is most explicit in calling universal suffrage as well an instrument of bourgeois rule. Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you. Universal suffrage, he says, obviously taking account of the long experience of German Social-Democracy, is "the gauge of the maturity of the working class. It cannot and never will be anything more in the present-day state."

See? We can't let capital take control of this "very best shell"! Turtles belong to the people! And the way we do that is by voting for posts.

Link to Megathread Part 1 and the rest of ScreamoBMO's incredible manifesto

Link to Megathread Part 2

Link to Megathread Part 3

Link to Megathread Wednesday 4th part 1

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  • JapaneseDeathPoems [she/her]
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    4 years ago

    A certain Japanese professor has defined Japanese culture as "a culture of death." In a long essay he argues that the "collective unconsciousness" of the Japanese is governed by a strong attraction toward death.

    His theory somehow explains even the peculiar five and seven-beat rhythm that characterizes Japanese poetry. "If Freud was correct," his thesis concludes, "and the death wish is a basic desire in all human culture, then it can be admitted that one culture in particular may represent that desire."

    Another professor claims, to the contrary, that the outstanding feature of Japanese culture is the love of the Japanese people for all phenomena. The Japanese, he says, are unwilling to believe in a reality separate from this world; they understand the abstract in terms of the world's concrete features - its mountains, rivers, trees, and insects.

    It is true that the millions of people living on the isles of Japan are a single nation, and a nation, so they say, has its own particular culture. Every student of that culture who explains it one way or another is probably correct from his point of view.

    Contradictory ideas may be found within a single person; how much more so, then, in an entire nation? Poems written before death no doubt reflect the attitudes of the dying, and what hundreds and thousands of Japanese say before death must certainly partake of the "Japanese spirit."

    Let us not forget, however, that when someone dies; it is not a nation but an individual that is dying. A person can bequeath his property and even his opinions to his survivors, but he buries his own name with him. And what stands behind that name, which belongs to the man alone, will never be understood by another. This is perhaps what a certain little-known poet named Tomoda Kimpei meant when he composed his death poem:

    In life I never was

    among the well-known flowers

    and yet, in withering

    I am most certainly

    Tomoda Kimpei.