People will feel the economic impact like a freight train here pretty soon, and hopefully that pisses off the idiot cult enough to make them turn on the republican party. They might not ever turn on trump, but I think his base will turn on the party quick once they start to really struggle. Then maybe we can rebuild some of this madness, invest in science and education, and have a reasonably well educated populas; and then maybe fascism will die.
Most likely wishful thinking. I’ve lived long enough to see my political efforts fall completely flat or get reversed outright. The people who share my viewpoints either can’t be bothered, for some fucking crazy reason, or insist to “play by the rules”. Fuck the rules, they don’t play by the rules. It’s time to get a fucking spine and fight back, but we’ve been given too much bread and too many circuses, so much that at least half of us would rather collapse society than share or take less.
We are vain, narcissistic, horrible little parasites that feel entitled to impose our will how we see fit. Yes, at the moment I mean this strongly about Myself and fellow Americans, but this disaster is far from unique to us. Countless species extinct, counteless lives taken, countless pain inflicted. Human beings are the apex invasive species, and there is no one at all to put us into check. It’s hard to feel like any of this is undeserved, and it’s foolish to think we deserve anything at all.
I generally try to be positive, and you can save your fingers from debating with me. I just don’t care anymore. We could kill ourselves tomorrow and I would only feel relief for the life that will thrive without us fucking it all up. Fuck every last one of us.
we’ve been given too much bread and too many circuses
For a while I celebrated the idea that we were in the “Golden Age of Television.” So many amazing shows, stories being told so exquisitely. But the more I think about it, the more that the ancient roman proverb of Bread and Circus seems more apt. I sit in front of a computer screen all day for work. On my breaks, I browse Lemmy on my phone. When I get off, I work out while staring at another screen in the gym. While making dinner I put on whatever NBA game is currently playing. While eating dinner I watch a show. After dinner I watch a comedy series while I eat dessert, occasionally browsing the internet simultaneously. My whole day, from when I wake up, to right before I go to bed, consuming content from a screen.
I wonder how many are like me, and how many of us are successfully using this constant stream of info- and entertainment to dull the pain of living like this. And what would it take for us to truly resist.
I think you’re right in that it would take hardship. We’re all mostly two missed paychecks away from our living standard collapsing, that could do it. But then that begs the question, how does one resist the rise of fascism? Because I’m beginning to think that voting may not save us when those in power are completely divorced from public outcry or consequences. When peaceful opposition is made impossible (or illegal on certain college campuses), when they round up and deport those that would publicly question their authority, when our elected leaders wring their hands in mocking frustration over all the nothing they’ve tried… well, perhaps violence is the answer after all. What other means have they left us?
Oh I saw a great quote about this, but I can’t remember who it was. It said something like:
Orwell worried about a future of censorship and thought control, but [???] worried instead of a future where we have every distraction we could ever wish for, that we just get too distracted to combat our own exploitation.
People will feel the economic impact like a freight train here pretty soon, and hopefully that pisses off the idiot cult enough to make them turn on the republican party. They might not ever turn on trump, but I think his base will turn on the party quick once they start to really struggle. Then maybe we can rebuild some of this madness, invest in science and education, and have a reasonably well educated populas; and then maybe fascism will die.
Most likely wishful thinking. I’ve lived long enough to see my political efforts fall completely flat or get reversed outright. The people who share my viewpoints either can’t be bothered, for some fucking crazy reason, or insist to “play by the rules”. Fuck the rules, they don’t play by the rules. It’s time to get a fucking spine and fight back, but we’ve been given too much bread and too many circuses, so much that at least half of us would rather collapse society than share or take less.
We are vain, narcissistic, horrible little parasites that feel entitled to impose our will how we see fit. Yes, at the moment I mean this strongly about Myself and fellow Americans, but this disaster is far from unique to us. Countless species extinct, counteless lives taken, countless pain inflicted. Human beings are the apex invasive species, and there is no one at all to put us into check. It’s hard to feel like any of this is undeserved, and it’s foolish to think we deserve anything at all.
I generally try to be positive, and you can save your fingers from debating with me. I just don’t care anymore. We could kill ourselves tomorrow and I would only feel relief for the life that will thrive without us fucking it all up. Fuck every last one of us.
For a while I celebrated the idea that we were in the “Golden Age of Television.” So many amazing shows, stories being told so exquisitely. But the more I think about it, the more that the ancient roman proverb of Bread and Circus seems more apt. I sit in front of a computer screen all day for work. On my breaks, I browse Lemmy on my phone. When I get off, I work out while staring at another screen in the gym. While making dinner I put on whatever NBA game is currently playing. While eating dinner I watch a show. After dinner I watch a comedy series while I eat dessert, occasionally browsing the internet simultaneously. My whole day, from when I wake up, to right before I go to bed, consuming content from a screen.
I wonder how many are like me, and how many of us are successfully using this constant stream of info- and entertainment to dull the pain of living like this. And what would it take for us to truly resist.
I think you’re right in that it would take hardship. We’re all mostly two missed paychecks away from our living standard collapsing, that could do it. But then that begs the question, how does one resist the rise of fascism? Because I’m beginning to think that voting may not save us when those in power are completely divorced from public outcry or consequences. When peaceful opposition is made impossible (or illegal on certain college campuses), when they round up and deport those that would publicly question their authority, when our elected leaders wring their hands in mocking frustration over all the nothing they’ve tried… well, perhaps violence is the answer after all. What other means have they left us?
We have lost the ability to be present in the moment, unable to confront reality without media to filter it…
Oh I saw a great quote about this, but I can’t remember who it was. It said something like:
Orwell worried about a future of censorship and thought control, but [???] worried instead of a future where we have every distraction we could ever wish for, that we just get too distracted to combat our own exploitation.
Brave New World/Island by Huxley got the memo.
That’s the one, thank you!
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