There is nothing like that surge of a crowd yelling triumphantly about justice
Hundreds more people flooding into the roadway. #chicago
This protest is growing. It is two hours old and growing. #chicago
So far I have spoken with ten mothers. Nine have buried at least one of their children. One woman who's had two sons shot told me that police never even investigated her son's murder. They protest to get the city to act.
A faith leader tells me his congregation is aging but they're out here today hoping to force the mayor and governor to meet with them seriously and talk funding disparities and people nearby scream YES from their perch on a downed sign
Them, running around screaming THERE ARE NO RULES thinking they had the house to themselves
And then just thousands of pissed off leftists melt silently out of the shadows and say oh really now?
Anyway here’s hoping every right winger is going to bed terrified that they might have to meet us in public. May they never rest easy and may they increasingly become trapped in their own paranoia until they develop debilitating agoraphobia.
There is no easy way to stop the collapse of a nation. There is no path that doesn’t involve risk and sacrifice. You cannot comfortably upend a society.
Stop looking for ways that people can fix the apocalypse in their spare time without spending or sacrificing. Can’t happen.
You know who will absolutely blow up their own futures on principle alone when they get fed up? Poor people.
If you’re out there working on low wages you don’t have that much to lose. But you damn well know how much you can lose for them, how much you can cost them.
(I continue to ask why, exactly, we don’t just not go to work on Wednesday. Yes, it’s a harmful thing for a lot of people, but one considers that that is precisely the point, and maybe we should think about just staying home on fucking Wednesday and crashing their markets.)
(I keep asking myself why we don’t just go fucking occupy things. Clearly we can get millions of people out to march for a thing if it’s bad enough, and one would think that we’d be able to find enough people to just stop them doing business.)
I’m just enough bourbon in to be able to consider writing this piece about how all these dudes keep talking about the trauma of public repudiation
Because, actually, the thing they’re going through and describing is basically hell. They’re not wrong about that part.
We have not in this millennium stopped to consider how important we’ve made one’s virtual reputation, nor the cost someone pays when we collectively rescind someone’s good name.
I’ve honestly never been through anything more abjectly terrifying.
I don’t know how, even if it was justified, you go through that without being scarred. I have spent years trying to explain what it’s like, and I can’t say that I have a good comparison.
I’ve been through bad things, but this is somewhat unique and not a common experience.