Far-Right Leaders Are Forging a Global Alliance
Donald Trump’s return to power is a morale booster for far-right politicians like Viktor Orbán, Javier Milei, and Giorgia Meloni. Having pioneered many of the destructive, reactionary ideas associated with Trumpism, they’re now aspiring to global hegemony.
Is this an attempt to create the New World Order I’ve been hearing about for years?
The thing fascists and authoritarians always forget is that there are more of us than there are of them.
It doesn't mean it's a nice contest or a heroic fight ... it's terribly ugly and horrible when the fighting starts but there are always more socially minded people than ignorant ones. It's been the case for thousands of years and I don't think we'll break that pattern any time soon
So ..... we're building the instruments that will destroy us and win the world for them?
Well yes and no. Leftists have a massive division problem, always had and probably always will. The whole numbers thing doesn't matter much when those numbers are like oil and water.
It's happened before! But it cost so much. Humans can really get warped by extremism until they finally get sick of it after many have died.
Not in votes.
Yes in votes..?
Like a sort of alliance, or perhaps an Axis of power if you will.
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Hey I remember how this went last time and ended because I paid attention in fucking school....
Fuck these arrogant fucks for causing so much harm in the world
Some might say they're aligning on the same Axis...
They are just trying to bring order to our one world.
Nation-states are dying. Global factions are taking over, and establishment neoliberals don’t realize it’s happening.
The super wealthy have demonstrated the kind of solidarity that could smash the bourgeoisie.
An axis, if you will.
next marxist workers' international when?
“Nationalists of all nations: unite!”
Wdym are forging?
So we have to be militant about forming a global resistance.
Really well-put together article. ty for posting it.
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Thank you!
If that's his goal, then it wasn't very smart to make the far right leaders from other nations, who travelled to the US to be at his inauguration, watch the live stream with the other plebs.
They know it's best for them not to be seen gathered together all at once. They've all been playing a patient long game (even if some among their followers don't).
And billionaires.
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