Maybe if the Marxists sold cookies

It’s like a game of pool, Left against Right in a game of eight ball. Just one problem: while the Left is over against the wall bickering with one another the Right is running the table and taking a walk with all the winnings. And normally I’d say that the Left is getting what it deserves, but the consequence is that it takes us all down the crapper as well.imagesFM3M3JT4

I had this conversation with someone over the weekend. And it isn’t new. I’ve heard it many times, and has actually been a huge bone of contention with me. It was a report from someone about yet another squabble among groups on the Left. This involved accusations against the ISO, or International Socialists organization. It was said that they attempt to infiltrate and take over other groups, and that has led to far more than simply friction and animosity. The biggest point of contention, it seemed to me was that the ISO was being accused of trying to run everything in a Soviet-style politburo sort of power takeover. My reaction was that if they are that big of douche bags, just don’t invite them.

“Well they are really well organized with lots of resources,” came the reply.

Here’s the deal, this really isn’t about the ISO. I really don’t know jack about the ISO, nor do I care. I’ve only met a couple of ISO members informally and really didn’t draw any lasting impression. I will say this. The girl scouts are really well organized and have loads of resources, but I’m not hanging out with them any time soon or entering into any grassroots coalition. I do love their cookies, however, especially the Somoas; coconut and dark chocolate and…

Hell, maybe if the Marxists sold cookies… Still, I spent a lot of time in Eastern Europe during the early and mid 1910s, and Marxists make really poor piss cookies.

I don’t care about labels. I could care less about Marxist versus Trotskyist ideology or whatever. Too many damn labels, which just builds this elitist and antagonistic little walls, reducing the left and progressives to a cabal of disparate cliques. I hated cliques in high school, and I still loathe them today.

What bugs me is that they will fight each other over a paragraph in Das capital while the Right runs away with the gold. I don’t care if you are a Humanist, Socialist, anarchist or whatever. What I want is that shi…stuff gets done. I will stand shoulder to shoulder with anyone, of whatever political, social, ideological or philosophical persuasion, including the ISO, as long as they are focused on making this country and planet predominant with the ideals of love, respect, human dignity and the broadest possible realization of human rights which encompasses the widest possible range of humanity while marginalizing power, greed, narrow-mindedness and ignorance.

Lefties, the Rightwing thinks you’re a joke for acting like children and playing “let’s change the world” from your 7 member club houses. Produce something. Win something. And, by the way, getting 9 of your white friends to march on the street with hand drawn pithy signs or pounding a drum isn’t a protest, it’s a nuisance. If you don’t own the street, and run the sidewalk with hundreds or thousands, if you don’t own the message and make a difference you’re not a revolutionary you’re just a bunch of jerks who are in my way while I’m trying to get to the ATM or the train.

Am I weak? The only way we win is with coalitions. The only way we stop the Right, the corporations and the corrupted politicians is via numbers. But weak? I’ve stood up to mega-corporations, the government, been arrested in a war zone by two different armies and more. I call for peaceful but definite revolution and pound the desk against oppression everyday on my radio show, so much that some are afraid that the clock is ticking on my safety and freedom.

I want every time these a-holes think we’re dupes or weak, we put 10,000, a million in the streets like they do in Ukraine or Brazil, Turkey, Bangkok and Egypt. I want what the Bosnians do, sweep the police aside because there’s 8,000 of us and 200 of them, and if they shoot at us or kill a few of those that only speeds up the process and demand of real change. That we demand police serve the people. That politicians serve the people, and if they don’t, we demand the police do their sworn duty to take them to jail. And if they don’t we the people march the politicians, bankers, Koch Brothers and any police that refuse to uphold the law to jail.

Too much? I boy can dream…I could use a cookie!

WC Turck has been called “The most dangerous voice on the Left.” He can be heard on Chicago’s only voice for activism, and the true Progressive voice, Q4 radio, streaming weekdays from 9-11am. And listen to Revolution and Beer Weekend with partner and cohost BL Murray Saturdays from 1-3pm. Turck is the author of 4 books. His first novel “Broken: One soldiers unexpected journey home,” was recommended by the National Association of Mental Health Institutes in 2008 for its treatment of PTSD. “Everything for Love” is a memoir of love and war during the siege of Sarajevo. “Burn Down the Sky” was published in 2010 on Amazon as an e-book fictionalized his experiences and insights on the frontlines of the war on terror. “The Last Man,” an Occupy novel is a warning about world ruled by a single corporation. Turck wrote and produced two critically acclaimed plays, “Occupy my Heart: A revolutionary Christmas Carol,” and “The People’s Republic of Edward Snowden.” His current project is to build and proliferate truly independent media and radio stations across the country.

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