General Discussion

"Constructive criticism", hell yes! But, like you, and others, have stated, in many cases that is NOT what is happening. The number of threads TRASHING Elise Slotkin as the choice for response to the lies of Trump, and she hadn't uttered a word. Seems many have changed their tune.

The number of people who DEMAND the democrats DO THIS or they are WEAK, DO THAT or they are a DINO is getting fucking OLD! This is uncharted, unprecedented times and there are going to be a variety of tactics. As someone who is well versed in gay history, I can say the road to where we are was because many different roads were taken. Some worked well, some not as well, and some flat-out failed. But we have to try a variety of ways. There isn't always JUST ONE WAY!

We need to understand there will have to be multiple attacks, some blatant and direct, some long-term and slow. This isn't a drive-thru. We aren't going to get instant results. We just have to be prudent, intelligent, committed, and persistent, and we have to know who REAL friends are and cull the false ones. Lest the donkey drown in the river...

“The Man, the Boy, and the Donkey”

A Man and his son were once going with their Donkey to market. As they were walking along by its side a countryman passed them and said: “You fools, what is a Donkey for but to ride upon?”

So the Man put the Boy on the Donkey and they went on their way. But soon they passed a group of men, one of whom said: “See that lazy youngster, he lets his father walk while he rides.”

So the Man ordered his Boy to get off, and got on himself. But they hadn’t gone far when they passed two women, one of whom said to the other: “Shame on that lazy lout to let his poor little son trudge along.”

Well, the Man didn’t know what to do, but at last he took his Boy up before him on the Donkey. By this time they had come to the town, and the passers-by began to jeer and point at them. The Man stopped and asked what they were scoffing at. The men said: “Aren’t you ashamed of yourself for overloading that poor donkey of yours and your hulking son?”

The Man and Boy got off and tried to think what to do. They thought and they thought, till at last they cut down a pole, tied the donkey’s feet to it, and raised the pole and the donkey to their shoulders. They went along amid the laughter of all who met them till they came to Market Bridge, when the Donkey, getting one of his feet loose, kicked out and caused the Boy to drop his end of the pole. In the struggle the Donkey fell over the bridge, and his fore-feet being tied together he was drowned.

“That will teach you,” said an old man who had followed them:

“Please all, and you will please none.”