The Longest Year

Pick your poison.

I’ll start:

COVID-19.

COVID-19 idiots, anti-maskers, anti-vaxxers, anti-truthers.

Death, and death, and death, and death – mostly preventable had we had non-psychopathic, demented leadership.

Way too many were cool with that. Way too many.

Were they deluded, or are they psychopaths too?

What is the anger? White people fearing that black and brown people will treat them like they’ve been treated?

I used to love my country – thought it was good, and just, and moral.

I didn’t know how naïve I was.

Did I forget Hiroshima and Nagasaki? WTF is wrong with me?

I believed a lie, but I still don’t want to kill black and brown people. I still don’t think white supremacy is the way, the light, the truth. Jesus was brown – deal with it.

I’m still good with socialist aspects of our capitalistic, ‘democratic’ republic. I believe roads, schools, police, fire, ambulance, non-profit hospitals, and all the other things we pay for through taxes, are worth it.

I’m a citizen. Don’t put me in your stupid box so you can dehumanize and demean me. I care about you getting what you need too, even if you suck.

We’ve been ever inching toward the ‘kill or be killed, survive or die’ wilderness.

The funny thing is you all need each other – you all find belonging in your hatred and disgust of those who get your nickel of support each week so that those without can barely survive another week.

Your absurdist argument of not wanting anyone to take your hard-earned money has been a joke since taxes were instituted. Turn your guns on those above you – the ones who are actually responsible for your misery.

Those below you are not sucking you dry, or even having a good life at your expense.

It is the rich folk, stupid. They are the ones who escape paying taxes, who are never audited, who, if not gleefully, purposely keep you impoverished. They are taking way more than your nickle a week.

They take 99% of the pie, and leave us scrabbling over the 1%.

But you can’t do anything about them, can you? So you beat up those with less to make yourself feel better.

Well, organize. Get those below you to join in your cause of being left behind because there is actually something we can do.

Stop giving those fucks your money. Stop buying their stuff.

Join co-ops for what you need – get local. Stop feeding the corporate beast, and one day, soon enough, they will falter.

Or keep doing what you’re doing, and die as angry as you are now. At least those fuckers will regret getting your nickle.

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Author: Hermionejh

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