I try not to let this shit get to me. It’s always darkest before the dawn and all that, but damn.
The general population is so fucking broken. They’re just absolutely mind fucked from being raised on a steady diet of right-wing propaganda from all major Western parties.
How do you even begin to fix all of this. I feel like I’m drowning and being pushed under by my own damn species. We are all so sick.
If it’s any consolation, our being upset shows that we are righteously frustrated with the gross injustice and depravity of the empire. Hold onto that, because if we lose our disgust of it, we become libs.
I would rather live a life feeling disgust, than to be comfortable in a disgusting empire.
To try to be more bloomer, there are still good things in the world. People organizing, commiserating, and Hexbear just by itself! We are not the majority, but we are still many. We enjoy things like gardening, theory, art, expression, shitposting, and so much more. I daily mourn the sins of the empire that I cannot stop. I hate being afraid to do anything out of self-preservation. But I do not have to mourn alone, and I do not have to act alone.
We can take the years where weeks happen, and use them to prepare for the week where years happen. Bit by bit, from each according to their ability, to each according to their need. There’s a lot of people in need, and like others here, I often have little ability. Still, trying with little effect is honorable over giving up. The same goes for resting, over giving up.
To paraphrase an attribution to Emma Goldman “If there won’t be shitposting at the revolution, I’m not coming”