When I read comments like this I wonder where you live and what your situation is.
Because I see signs of radical change all around me. It’s a long journey, and victory is uncertain. But I’m grateful that I don’t suffer from a lonely sense of doomed isolation.
I live in Oakland, California, and here I feel the longing for radical change in the air. I’m sorry that you don’t. Where do you live? Do you have a local political community?
i have lemmy to thank for ending my doomscrolling and reminding me that i’m not alone—and more than just theoretically so.
I live in Oakland, California, and here I feel the longing for radical change in the air. I’m sorry that you don’t. Where do you live? Do you have a local political community?
the last time i felt hopeful was when i lived near san francisco. oakland was the place i would go to regain my sanity for almost 15 years. over the last 27 years – both before and after living in the bay area – i’ve lived in and around new york, phoenix, austin, chicago, newark, and las vegas. that experience has taught me that there are bubbles of sanity so disconnected from the overwhelming majority of this country that reconciliation seems unlikely.
my family cements that sense of irreconcilability. my parents, aunts, uncles, siblings, cousins, and i had to pay coyotes to smuggle us across the border. we did our best to thrive without legal status in this country that wanted us gone. that situation became a crucible that forced a liberal/leftist collectivist mindset – necessary for survival – but that mindset is now being completely wiped away. our children, who never had our experiences, either embrace maga’s “rugged individualism” or simply think the rest of us are “overreacting” to trump. and all of us who have coupled with white americans are likewise brainwormed now.
it’s only the younger generations who grew up in the bubbles who stay true to their heritage. they are both a tiny minority and significantly poorer than their suburban/rural cousins. it breaks my heart to watch my siblings eschew their deeply held beliefs just to keep access to their grandchildren – and especially so for my father, who drilled those beliefs into my head as a child. it makes me partly glad that my mother didn’t live long enough to do the same.
moving from city to city over the decades has taught me that my experience is extremely common and indicative of the undeniable conservative trend this country has been undergoing since the '70s. lemmy has done a lot to convince me to try reaching back out to socialist groups again. i’m hoping they’ve stopped being as feckless as they used to be.
When I read comments like this I wonder where you live and what your situation is.
Because I see signs of radical change all around me. It’s a long journey, and victory is uncertain. But I’m grateful that I don’t suffer from a lonely sense of doomed isolation.
I live in Oakland, California, and here I feel the longing for radical change in the air. I’m sorry that you don’t. Where do you live? Do you have a local political community?
i have lemmy to thank for ending my doomscrolling and reminding me that i’m not alone—and more than just theoretically so.
the last time i felt hopeful was when i lived near san francisco. oakland was the place i would go to regain my sanity for almost 15 years. over the last 27 years – both before and after living in the bay area – i’ve lived in and around new york, phoenix, austin, chicago, newark, and las vegas. that experience has taught me that there are bubbles of sanity so disconnected from the overwhelming majority of this country that reconciliation seems unlikely.
my family cements that sense of irreconcilability. my parents, aunts, uncles, siblings, cousins, and i had to pay coyotes to smuggle us across the border. we did our best to thrive without legal status in this country that wanted us gone. that situation became a crucible that forced a liberal/leftist collectivist mindset – necessary for survival – but that mindset is now being completely wiped away. our children, who never had our experiences, either embrace maga’s “rugged individualism” or simply think the rest of us are “overreacting” to trump. and all of us who have coupled with white americans are likewise brainwormed now.
it’s only the younger generations who grew up in the bubbles who stay true to their heritage. they are both a tiny minority and significantly poorer than their suburban/rural cousins. it breaks my heart to watch my siblings eschew their deeply held beliefs just to keep access to their grandchildren – and especially so for my father, who drilled those beliefs into my head as a child. it makes me partly glad that my mother didn’t live long enough to do the same.
moving from city to city over the decades has taught me that my experience is extremely common and indicative of the undeniable conservative trend this country has been undergoing since the '70s. lemmy has done a lot to convince me to try reaching back out to socialist groups again. i’m hoping they’ve stopped being as feckless as they used to be.