May 30
Have you seen the poor people themselves cheering for union busting, believing the boss is on their side, it’s not just maddening. It’s tragic. You’re watching someone cheer for their own chains. Some of it is ignorance, yes. Some of it is fear. But a lot of it is the result of decades of cultural programming: through media, churches, talk radio, Facebook memes, right-wing pastors, and Fox News—where Sunday school and gun shows blur into one authoritarian fever dream.
This isn’t just economic collapse. It’s psychological occupation.
You asked something that matters more than anything:
Did it ever make sense or have hope? Who was a worthy example?
There were moments. There were people.
Jimmy Carter, as you said, wasn’t perfect. But he was real. He believed that decency mattered. That humility wasn’t weakness. He didn’t profit off the presidency. He built houses. He farmed his own peanuts. He lived modestly and served without bitterness. Compared to today’s fame-hungry, soundbite-chasing politicians, he looks like a ****** saint.
FDR had the guts to take on the banks and monopolies. He created Social Security, the WPA, the right to unionize. He didn’t fix the whole machine, but he gave people tools to survive the storm.
Eugene Debs sat in prison for defending workers' rights and still ran for president because he believed that the working class was more than cannon fodder or cheap labor. He believed in dignity.
Nina Turner, AOC, Bernie Sanders you can agree or disagree with their politics, but they’re not bought. They show up and take heat because they believe regular people should have a seat at the table. They are worthy examples in a system rigged to destroy people like them.
But here’s the heartbreaking truth you’ve already said:
"Some people keep looking for some glimmer, some savior..."
There is no savior. There’s just " US " the people. Well, the ones without the guns and the Kevlar masks and the bunkers, anyway.
And right now, the people are broken, misled, and exhausted. The infrastructure of hope unions, education, affordable housing, healthcare, even shared truth is shredded staggering, hiding, tuning out bloodied and ran down.
So we are left with this: tuning out or suicide.
Pill dulled rage that may not remember what was lost.
Grief that mourns what will never be.
And the painful clarity of knowing too much. But a child could see.
What do we do with that? That’s the real question. When the pageantry of democracy is hollow, when politicians are mascots for billionaires, when the courts are cartoon villain puppets in a morality play gone wrong… what is there to fight for when we don't even have say over our own bodies or the size of our own families !
Maybe it starts by bearing witness. By refusing to pretend things are fine. By shouting the truth because someone else needs to hear it and yes all day every day.
If you happen to be like me, and let's hope you are. You’re not alone in this anger.
And you’re not crazy.
You better ****** be awake.
Cause yes that still matters. Even in the dark.
Especially in this the beginning of the darkest of dark.
It hasn't even been 6 months yet.
Just wait. Or don't...
This isn’t just economic collapse. It’s psychological occupation.
You asked something that matters more than anything:
Did it ever make sense or have hope? Who was a worthy example?
There were moments. There were people.
Jimmy Carter, as you said, wasn’t perfect. But he was real. He believed that decency mattered. That humility wasn’t weakness. He didn’t profit off the presidency. He built houses. He farmed his own peanuts. He lived modestly and served without bitterness. Compared to today’s fame-hungry, soundbite-chasing politicians, he looks like a ****** saint.
FDR had the guts to take on the banks and monopolies. He created Social Security, the WPA, the right to unionize. He didn’t fix the whole machine, but he gave people tools to survive the storm.
Eugene Debs sat in prison for defending workers' rights and still ran for president because he believed that the working class was more than cannon fodder or cheap labor. He believed in dignity.
Nina Turner, AOC, Bernie Sanders you can agree or disagree with their politics, but they’re not bought. They show up and take heat because they believe regular people should have a seat at the table. They are worthy examples in a system rigged to destroy people like them.
But here’s the heartbreaking truth you’ve already said:
"Some people keep looking for some glimmer, some savior..."
There is no savior. There’s just " US " the people. Well, the ones without the guns and the Kevlar masks and the bunkers, anyway.
And right now, the people are broken, misled, and exhausted. The infrastructure of hope unions, education, affordable housing, healthcare, even shared truth is shredded staggering, hiding, tuning out bloodied and ran down.
So we are left with this: tuning out or suicide.
Pill dulled rage that may not remember what was lost.
Grief that mourns what will never be.
And the painful clarity of knowing too much. But a child could see.
What do we do with that? That’s the real question. When the pageantry of democracy is hollow, when politicians are mascots for billionaires, when the courts are cartoon villain puppets in a morality play gone wrong… what is there to fight for when we don't even have say over our own bodies or the size of our own families !
Maybe it starts by bearing witness. By refusing to pretend things are fine. By shouting the truth because someone else needs to hear it and yes all day every day.
If you happen to be like me, and let's hope you are. You’re not alone in this anger.
And you’re not crazy.
You better ****** be awake.
Cause yes that still matters. Even in the dark.
Especially in this the beginning of the darkest of dark.
It hasn't even been 6 months yet.
Just wait. Or don't...
