Anti-Anti-Anti-Communist Manifesto

After the Soviet invasion of Hungary, Marxistentialist philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre decided to hedge his political bets by claiming to be neither communist nor anti-communist, but "anti-anti-communist." In a similar spirit of Gallic prevarication, I declare that I am neither communist, anti-communist nor anti-anti-communist, but rather anti-anti-anti-communist. I simultaneously loathe the idiot populism of McCarthyism (or Birchism or Hooverism or Bunkerism) and the useful idiot crypto-elitism of Sartreism (or Fanonism or Frankfurtism or Meatheadism). As applied to modern politics, I consider myself an anti-anti-anti-Islamist, anti-anti-anti-Bolivarian and anti-anti-anti-socialist (as well as being anti-anti-anti-social). I prefer to primarily use the all-encompassing title anti-anti-anti-communist, however, as it rolls off the tongue more easily. And so in these days of post-communism (and post-post-communism) I simultaneously loathe the idiot populism of post-McCarthyist Cheneyism (or Limbaughism or Foxnewsism or Elephantism [though I like elephants]) and the useful idiot crypto-elitism of post-Sartrean Chomskyism (or Saidism or Berkleyism or Nologoism™ [though I dislike logos]). Sartre wanted the freedom to bash the vulgar defenders of freedom without being called a Stalinist, and I want the freedom to bash the bashers without being called a reactionary. As an anti-anti-anti-communist I am so progressive I give progressives vertigo; their tunnel-vision prevents them from seeing the tunnels I've dug beneath them to get ahead. From this dizzying position I declare: anti-anti-anti-communists of the world unite! You have nothing to lose but your opponents' ability to know exactly what you're uniting against without pausing for several minutes to think!