WARNING!!: If you suffer from any type of negative reaction to sugar in any of its forms it is strongly suggested that extreme care be exercised in reading the document in question.
The Manifesto is the intellectual equivalant of five pounds of cotton candy. Although it is but eight pages in length it incorporates all things nice, fluffy and ephemeral in bringing us progressive ideals without any threat of coercion whatsover.
This is a very sentimental document. It rejects the dead, mouldering concepts of Stalinism and Maoism without coming out with specific identification of which type of velvet will encase the new levelers boot. It is for a gentler, kinder rhetoric and rejects all manner of 'bad' identity politics while embracing full gender and racial equality without ever coming around to defining what that might entail - and with nary a word on how it is intended to be achieved.
In short, it is a sweet syrup, very suitable use in embalming this deadest of ideologies.
It would be nice to be able to offer a rebuttal but how can one rebutt fog? It would be easier to bottle a cloud.
PS - It ties in nicely with the WaPo drive to get the lefts crazy aunts off the front porch and up in the attic out of sight. One might wonder at the soft lefts desire to move the hard left off stage. Something to do with the publics rejection of leftist idiocy, one might presume.