A Battle Unseen

[Elena1012]

A Fresh Revolution.
Metz-Leonid, Karosawa, Xsampa
Revolution Square
May 4th, 5617
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Monlam Aurousseau sat down on the bench. It was a lovely day in Revolution Square. Behind the main plaza of Revolution Square, there was a little nice park that Monlam always loved to visit, ever since he was a child. The little park had a plethora of benches by trees, and a statue of one of the heros of the Xsampan Revolution. He sat at the bench, and looked at the statue. 300 years ago, some brave revolutionaries sacrificed everything for the Revolution. 300 years later, Xsampa is where it is today. Monlam sighed to himself. Of course, the Revolution must adapt as the times change. But have reformists had too much of a day in things? The Communist Party of Xsampa had changed a lot since then 5317. Understandably so. From an ultra dogmatic Metzism-Leonidism to the CPX Current of Metzism, to Participatory Metzism. Maybe it needed another change? The CPX, and the wider Xsampan Revolution could still be saved. The current status quo would lead Xsampa to stagnation. Monlam knew this. 

But he also knew the challenges he faced. Being apart of the New Line has made it almost impossible to gain ground in the Party. The New Line was divided and weak. Even if it had a single coherent ideological centre, it would still be the smallest wing within the Party. Getting Party Members and CPX voters to favour him in the 5619 Primaries will be nearly impossible. Xsampa would effectively be doomed to the slow decay into state capitalism. As Monlam spiraled internally, a light breeze got his attention, and he looked around the park. Families being happy. Smiles. Laughters. He looked at the statue again. The revolutionaries of old organized a revolution against impossible odds and won. He couldn't sulk and give up. The race hasn't even started. He couldn't give up on his country. He took a deep breath, and composed him mentally. 

Nearly. That was the keyword. Nearly impossible. Monlam had one key advantage that no other had in the entire New Line faction. He was an Aurousseau. He had a head start in name recognition and at the very least, the Party wouldn't ignore him. Most of the Moderate Neo-Socialists were too reformist to really ever back him. By international standards, maybe Monlam wasn't a council communist. By Xsampan standards? He might as well be. The Improvement Consensus however, could perhaps be persuaded. A few party members. Monlam would need to spend time charming them, and gaining their support. An endorsement would go a far way. Or at least, someone else talking about his ideas. The Pink Socialists weren't even worth engaging with. Most of the New Line was.. divided. Not much room for gaining influence in the Party and changing things up. But it could be worse. He'd need to reach out to Improvement Consensus party members who'd he willing to listen, maybe reach out to nom aligned party members, such as the Gang of Five? They hold considerable sway in the Central Committee and at best, could move things along in favour of Monlam. He had to take advantage of him being an Aurousseau. 

It wouldn't be easy. Certainly not at all. But he had to start somewhere. Anywhere. The first step would be to make connections, and see who's willing to listen, who isn't, and who's friend and foe. Worry about the Primaries when they come. He has two years. Plenty of time to make ground. Monlam got up from the bench. The bus had arrived, and he began to leave the park, looking to prepare for his first attempt at reaching out. There were plenty of cliques and groups within the non aligned Party members. Many who would be very ecstatic to have an Aurousseau befriend them. Surely. Just one step at a time.