I guess I never had the privilege of such comfort to begin with.
I may have overstated that unintentionally – it’s the fine line at making just enough to pay the bills, but the check-engine light still being terrifying. The comfort is that I’ve got a roof over my head (not my roof, my landlord’s, in exchange for most of my paycheck), and food on the table (not healthy food, that shit’s too expensive; but food).
If I get caught acting out of line, I’m a missed paycheck or two away from homeless, and that’s a pretty powerful motivator. I’ll still come here and removed my landlord and such - that’s not illegal yet. But actually taking to the streets? That’s risky as fuck.
building solidarity with your neighbours and co workers
I’ve recently learned that most of those are Nazis. Unsure if solidarity is what I want.
You can’t run away from making a choice
The choice to do what? Guerrilla shit? Pretty sure that’d end really quickly with me either dead or in prison. Voting? Haven’t missed an election big or small since 2016, and that hasn’t accomplished shit. Supporting my community? That’s why I went into health care (surgical tech currently, in school part time for nursing); and even once I become a nurse, I live in a state that legally mandates that I violate the nursing oath if I ever get a patient who needs reproductive or gender affirming care… pretty sure I can get in legal trouble just for telling them which states to visit where they actually can receive care. It’s fucked. All of it.
they are already coming for your neighbours, and eventually they will come for you.
Yeah no shit - they even made a roadmap for how they’re going to do it called Project 2025. My neighbors and I are fucked, and something like 80% of those neighbors are going to spend their last breath pointing at the other 20% and laughing from the other side of the toiled bowl as we all spiral down the drain together.
That’s the plan - RN is my ticket out of this shithole. I’m not aware of a political utopia, but there are at least a few options that aren’t swan-diving into fascism. If I’m lucky, it’ll be somewhere that dodges global instability long enough for me to die in a semi-natural way.
I may have overstated that unintentionally – it’s the fine line at making just enough to pay the bills, but the check-engine light still being terrifying. The comfort is that I’ve got a roof over my head (not my roof, my landlord’s, in exchange for most of my paycheck), and food on the table (not healthy food, that shit’s too expensive; but food).
If I get caught acting out of line, I’m a missed paycheck or two away from homeless, and that’s a pretty powerful motivator. I’ll still come here and removed my landlord and such - that’s not illegal yet. But actually taking to the streets? That’s risky as fuck.
I’ve recently learned that most of those are Nazis. Unsure if solidarity is what I want.
The choice to do what? Guerrilla shit? Pretty sure that’d end really quickly with me either dead or in prison. Voting? Haven’t missed an election big or small since 2016, and that hasn’t accomplished shit. Supporting my community? That’s why I went into health care (surgical tech currently, in school part time for nursing); and even once I become a nurse, I live in a state that legally mandates that I violate the nursing oath if I ever get a patient who needs reproductive or gender affirming care… pretty sure I can get in legal trouble just for telling them which states to visit where they actually can receive care. It’s fucked. All of it.
Yeah no shit - they even made a roadmap for how they’re going to do it called Project 2025. My neighbors and I are fucked, and something like 80% of those neighbors are going to spend their last breath pointing at the other 20% and laughing from the other side of the toiled bowl as we all spiral down the drain together.
In that case I guess your only choice is to give up then.
That’s the plan - RN is my ticket out of this shithole. I’m not aware of a political utopia, but there are at least a few options that aren’t swan-diving into fascism. If I’m lucky, it’ll be somewhere that dodges global instability long enough for me to die in a semi-natural way.