“To the revolution, my brother!”

“I’ll get my pike!”

“No need! We’re going to vote for Democrats in non-competitive congressional districts!”

“Then what happens?”

“If all goes according to plan, we tilt the Congress somewhat to the left!”

“But not very far?”

“Probably not! These are non-competitive districts! To elect a Democrat at all, we need to settle for a DINO like Clinton!”

“Then what do we do?”

“Letter-writing campaigns! We tell the centrist Dems to vote the way we want them to! Sometimes they even listen!”

“So do we ever seize the means of production?”

“No! With publicly financed elections, combined with our vicious letter-writing campaigns, Congress naturally legislates an equitable society!”

“It’s funny, I always thought the revolution would be much harder than this. Like, it would require a fundamental transformation in our relationship to our communities, our bosses, the body politic, and the natural world.”

“Not at all. You just vote for Democrats! Lots and lots of Democrats.”

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Mike Meginnis will be the first against the wall when the revolution comes (and therefore the recipient of several rather cruel letters). He wrote Fat Man and Little Boy.