Some unsolicited advice:
I’m sure plenty of you are pretty upset about the election results, and that’s OK. You’re allowed to grieve. Fascism blows. But don’t wallow in depression for days on end. In the end the only thing that we really have is each other, and let me tell you, being sad really sucks when you don’t have anyone else who gets it like you do. So…
Go. Make. Some. Friends.
Build your community. One you feel safe and accepted in. Find people you can count on (and who can count on you) when things get rough.
I say this as someone who had almost nobody but some family (who still didn’t ‘get’ it) in 2020 when things really sucked as well.
Find friends who are into helping others out. Seek out mutual aid groups (Food Not Bombs as an example) and/or people who would want to do that kind of work. The founder of my FNB chapter literally started out with a grocery cart of produce on a street corner with some friends handing it out.
Try to think outside the box of your current situation:
Why do we even let these politician fucks tell us what to do? Is the traditional family something that is really benefiting you? What other systems might benefit us better than what exists right now?
Question how things are. Do they need to remain like this in your life?
Want to leave the country? Go for it. I don’t blame you at all. But when you arrive at your new place do the same things talked about above.
Revolution doesn’t have to be all guillotines and molotovs.
Thanks for coming to my TED talk.
Revolution doesn’t have to be all guillotines and molotovs.
But can it be?
Hard to build and use a guillotine without a buddy who knows carpentry and a cheering crowd of folks!
Plus organizing means a bunch of people to ask for glass beer bottles for molotovs!
I mean, if someone lives in Texas (or a similar place) they can certainly try to create a tiny bubble of community in the middle of an ocean of drooling, hateful sadists that want to kill them. You may wind up searching for the rest of your life for even one like-minded person – and if you put a foot wrong, you may find yourself in deadly danger instead. It might be better to run for your life, if you can.
Yes. Go out. Touch grass. Become one with its roots. Learn how they grow and replicate.
I like your way of thinking. It’s similar to what I’ve been saying to people in the aftermath as well.
Build your community. When the shit has hit the fan in the past, it’s the communities that stand together who make it.
It’s a concerningly lovely day in the western basin. Shit is rough for me financially, but I’m gonna go out and run some errands before work tonight. I’m curious to see what the crowd will be like at the bar, especially since it has been so dead recently.