I'd be interested in your alternative to the "avant garde" party.
The proletariat seizing control of the means of production as opposed to believing that some day, some how, some bourgeois politician in a red shirt will so graciously rain down happy time Socialism upon them. More or less.
Come little children, I'll take thee away, into a land of enchantment, come little children, the times come to play, here in my garden of magic.
"I'm tired of this "isn't humanity neat," bullshit. We're a virus with shoes."-Bill Hicks.
I feel the Bern and I need penicillin