All of my interests relate back to political and philosophical thought in some way. Closing my eyes wonāt help. Itās not the barrage of stupidity thatās killing me, though that is aggravating. Itās the hopelessness, and that returns as long as the matter is considered, whether thereās news to go with it or not.
I feel you man. Most of my friends want to bury their heads in their sand to cope and ignore everything, I just canāt do that. I want to be angry for a while and talk about whatās making me angry.
Iām far too aware that the level of action Iām willing to take and the level of action it would take for one individual to change the course of nations are too far apart for anything but for my mood to change with the winds of the times, despair or hope as massive demographics drive them. On some level, I think, I would prefer to be clueless to that.
But I canāt be. Some fuckers taught me how to read and write and shit, and now Iām cursed with literacy and awareness. I fucking hate it.
You can develop those subjects irl too, for example by joining a local non profit that focuses on something that you like. I think itās the best way to go through this difficult period.
My point is that I canāt mentally avoid the reality of living under a Nero, as much as Iād like to. Not that I wonāt find ways to cope, some helpful to broader society, and some not.
Most of my IRL circle are the problemā¦ I am despairing that I need to so heavily prune core parts of my circle.
