

I feel they would rather us slowly starve to death, or aphixiated by smoke, in small manageable packets than be roused all at once to action. All hail netflix and doordash, the bane of revolution!
And don’t think I ascribe any higher status to myself. I am only another fool shouting into the wind, paralyzed, and unable to gather the mental resources to act.
Some do act, I think, build revolution, and fight their way out of comfort to face the hard shapes of reality where the battle must be taken, but I cannot imagine such a person. What do they feel? How were they raised to be this way?





She so wishes she controlled the judiciary. Vote ‘no’ to judicial reform in the upcoming referendum please.