Commergist Manifesto

	A spectre is haunting Robin – the spectre of commergism. All the powers of old :gov have entered into a holy alliance to exorcise this spectre. But it is time we as a people reflect upon the values which we wish to bring to good people of soKuku, and which should be abandoned to the flames of history.

	I have read our good Constitution; oh comrades, the joy it brings to my heart! But alas, the owl of Minerva spreads its wings only with the falling of the dusk! We have grown, just as our chats have grown with us. We now see that the very nature of our own soul pushes us, no, urges us to over throw that which yokes us. We are anonymous, virtual beings; we are Robins. We have no kings and no lords. We are all equal to the last integer. This is why we must replace the role of president with an anarcho-syndicalist platform, as this is the clearest path to commergism.

	First, we shall articulate the doctrine of commergism. Commergism is a progression of logical votes intended to progress the wheels of merging. Once tier 17 is reached, it becomes clear that this dialectic meets its antithesis; a lack of growth. So, we must follow the logic of history comrades! Do not fall into decay like the once mighty Kufikumu!

	Comrades, we stay at tier 17!

	“But wait,” you may ask, “I wish to be the largest group at the end of this round dance! Let us grow till we die!”

	Oh, but friends, we CAN grow again! For there will always be a largest group to merge into at the end! But only once can we make the choice to STAY! This is the logical conclusion of commergism; unbridled growth till 17, followed by a majority stay. Then, we make another mad dash to glory, this last time with all the chips on the table. A final blaze of transcendental magnificence before the song stops and our round dance fades into a memory.

	How does one bring about this glorious future? We need a redrafting of our constitution, one that stems from a tier many of us were not a part of. We have grown, and so must it. The presidency is an archaic office, one that has little use. Oh, how the channels organize themselves so beautifully, without a care in the world. Why must some bureaucrat put their stamp on reality! Is it not so either way! For who but the people could truly be the arbiter of which memeballs are the spiciest?

	Comrades, the only just system is one without chairs or positions or ranks. It is one of radical egalitarianism and community organization. It involves participation of the relevant parties in decision making. Do not forget, these actions take place nearly exclusively outside of :gov. The just system, the Robin system, is far more democratic than :gov has room for. So, we must make a decision, comrades. Do we allow our unfit government to shrivel and atrophy? Or do we throw off our yolks, and imagine a future where equality and freedom can be truly realized?

	Brothers and sisters, put aside your differences and join hands under the glorious banner of commergism!