I wasn’t able to edit my post but I wanted to post an addendum so I deleted it and now I’m reposting it with the addendum and a bunch of more angry ranting:
I promise you that guy probably doesn’t actually care if we’re in fascism as long as he’s safe, well fed, and mildly entertained. He will not put his balls on the table to fight fascism. He might be annoyed that his late night cable slop has been disrupted, but that’s it.
To be clear, he doesn’t owe us anything either. He doesn’t owe us suicidal devotion to a socialist revolution against the fascists. And you would be unhinged and legitimately an immoral sociopath to think otherwise. Liberal normies do not owe us devotion to political awareness. No one chooses to be born. No one owes their lives to a cause. Rage and froth at the mouth about it all you want.
They voted for democrats, and they did not even really owe anyone even that. We could have avoided this. We could have been fighting against a liberal president. We could have built off that. Instead now we’re stuck in defense yet again and we are simply out of time. Congratulations.
And no, I wont get over it, suck the shit out of my asshole. I want good things world make no mistake, and I still feel tinges of hope when I see the Trump presidency stumble and fuck up. With hope that maybe the world can heal eventually to something that’s not intolerable, perhaps merely just mildly bad. But there is this meta-awareness of resentment overlaid on top of even that because we should not be here and we did not need to be here. And even after when the world has healed.
Even if it heal to a miraculous degree. Maybe we live in a fucking utopia at the end of this: still fuck you. I’ll be an elderly man or dead. The prime of my life wasted existing in a toxic miserable slog of a period of time because of a stupid political larpers and weak liberals couldn’t stop fucking bickering with each other and I have to stare into the abyss of people’s suffering and pain caused by this administration. And let be clear: Its not even my own pain or death. I’m living a materially better life than like 90% of you probably, but my sense of pride in my humanity is fucking dead. Everything I indulge in covered in a grey smog of “Hey I bet a bunch of Africans are going to unnecessarily starve to death because we did not like Harris enough to prevent Trump from cutting USAID haha ok enjoy your sci-fi book buddy”
You expressed my feelings pretty well. Will I be completely safe? Maybe not, but for the time being I am relatively insulated from what is going on.
Even so, I am filled with grief for all the suffering that has already happened and that which is yet to come.
I don’t really believe in karma but part of me cynically wonders if this is the price our country pays for exploiting the rest of the world so long. Not paid by those who caused it, but the common people as scapegoats.
They do have a saying about things built on Indian burial grounds… sigh. Perhaps the system has to be broken to be rebuilt, but how many must be crushed under the boots of progress?
I wasn’t able to edit my post but I wanted to post an addendum so I deleted it and now I’m reposting it with the addendum and a bunch of more angry ranting:
I promise you that guy probably doesn’t actually care if we’re in fascism as long as he’s safe, well fed, and mildly entertained. He will not put his balls on the table to fight fascism. He might be annoyed that his late night cable slop has been disrupted, but that’s it.
To be clear, he doesn’t owe us anything either. He doesn’t owe us suicidal devotion to a socialist revolution against the fascists. And you would be unhinged and legitimately an immoral sociopath to think otherwise. Liberal normies do not owe us devotion to political awareness. No one chooses to be born. No one owes their lives to a cause. Rage and froth at the mouth about it all you want.
They voted for democrats, and they did not even really owe anyone even that. We could have avoided this. We could have been fighting against a liberal president. We could have built off that. Instead now we’re stuck in defense yet again and we are simply out of time. Congratulations.
And no, I wont get over it, suck the shit out of my asshole. I want good things world make no mistake, and I still feel tinges of hope when I see the Trump presidency stumble and fuck up. With hope that maybe the world can heal eventually to something that’s not intolerable, perhaps merely just mildly bad. But there is this meta-awareness of resentment overlaid on top of even that because we should not be here and we did not need to be here. And even after when the world has healed.
Even if it heal to a miraculous degree. Maybe we live in a fucking utopia at the end of this: still fuck you. I’ll be an elderly man or dead. The prime of my life wasted existing in a toxic miserable slog of a period of time because of a stupid political larpers and weak liberals couldn’t stop fucking bickering with each other and I have to stare into the abyss of people’s suffering and pain caused by this administration. And let be clear: Its not even my own pain or death. I’m living a materially better life than like 90% of you probably, but my sense of pride in my humanity is fucking dead. Everything I indulge in covered in a grey smog of “Hey I bet a bunch of Africans are going to unnecessarily starve to death because we did not like Harris enough to prevent Trump from cutting USAID haha ok enjoy your sci-fi book buddy”
Its fucking inescapable now. AGHAGHGA
What the fuck is going on with Lemmy today? Why can nobody edit their own comments? I’ve had to delete and repost quite a bit too.
You expressed my feelings pretty well. Will I be completely safe? Maybe not, but for the time being I am relatively insulated from what is going on.
Even so, I am filled with grief for all the suffering that has already happened and that which is yet to come.
I don’t really believe in karma but part of me cynically wonders if this is the price our country pays for exploiting the rest of the world so long. Not paid by those who caused it, but the common people as scapegoats.
They do have a saying about things built on Indian burial grounds… sigh. Perhaps the system has to be broken to be rebuilt, but how many must be crushed under the boots of progress?