Participatory democracy (Spain 1936-38) was a “strange and valuable” experience where one could “breathe the air of equality” and where normal human motives like snobbishness, greed, and fear of authority had ceased to exist.
I’m very critical of political parties. I don’t think they’re needed in the world as it is now. They impede the development of individuals, they encroach on creativity and they impose absurd structures of discipline.
What we (progressives) have got on our side is positivity and excitement and humane values. I refuse to give that up.