I'm suspicious of anyone who tells people who speak the obvious truth that they need to STFU.

No one at DU is stupid enough to not vote simply because a poster points out that Democrats supporting republican friendly policies are making a huge mistake, and that we could have another disaster similar to the 2010 election because of this type of Third Way approach.

I vote early, I vote straight D. It's just that simple. I call the local Dem party HQ about any propositions I'm not clear on, or about non-partisan office candidates, to find out who is considered more likely to support a Democratic agenda. I discuss these things with my Dem friends.

We vote in solidarity. Because even if a Democratic candidate totally sucks, she or he will always be better than a republican candidate, and if nothing else, we vote to keep the totally destructive republican out of office.

It's just that simple. It ain't rocket science.

Overthrow the 1% immediately and lay the groundwork for a society that

is fully committed to promoting the absolute best interests of all human beings and our Mother Earth.

Small, traditionally organized quasi-communal tribes, that comprised societies of peoples ancestrally indigenous to these lands, who had a totally symbiotic relationship with the natural world, evolved thought processes, perceptions, and relationships with the natural world that are light years different from the impersonal chaos of this Eurochristian industrial based society in so many ways, that the word "better" as apparently meant in the OP subject line, is probably inappropriate.

Who in their right mind would willingly assimilate into this totally insane ass backwards system that sees the destruction of the universe as progress?

When your entire evolutionary process was outside the box, stuffing yourself into the box is not really all that appealing.

"My young men shall never work, men who work cannot dream; and wisdom comes to us in dreams. You ask me to plow the ground. Shall I take a knife and tear my mothers breast? Then when I die she will not take me to her bosom to rest. You ask me to dig for stone. Shall I dig under her skin for her bones? Then when I die I cannot enter her body to be born again. You ask me to cut grass and make hay and sell it and be rich like white men. But how dare I cut off my mother's hair?" ~ Smohalla