I happened to lock myself out of my apartment today. Luckily my apartment manager has empathy because she stayed a half hour extra to let me in my apartment. She's great, loves animals, cares about the sick and poor. My kind of lady. So I just assumed she was informed like I am. We were talking about where we like to buy cat furniture from. So I had to say that I'd bought my old ones from Wayfair but I won't be going back. To this she was surprised, so I said, "you know, because they are furnishing the concentration camps."
Of course I was expecting a nod of approval & agreement. Instead she responded with shock, "WHAT concentration camps?"
Which I responded to by giving her a short version history of the shitgibbon, the slow boil coup of the abusers, corruption of offices, defilement of the bench, the kidnappings, assaults, abuse, poisoning, and torture, of the victims of this regime.
I told her about #MoscowMitch and his sabotage of Congress, about Barr and his sycophantic inaction, and the GOP and the NRA. Which led to stories of hate crimes increasing by 200% and mass shootings every day which then led to the stacking of the courts w illegitimate judges, and appointments that do the exact opposite of their post. The EPA selling land to polluters, the department of ed fleecing students, the department of energy destroying green technologies.
I kept going on as everything is corruption and abuse w this regime. She would ask a question and I would answer &nd down the hole we went together.
And I saw that person I was mentioning. The one w the good heart and kind soul, and she was brimming w tears as I told her about our government arguing in a court of law that children don't need to brush their teeth and people can sleep standing up and drinking from the toilet is fine.
Her face got hot.
Then she got mad.
I told her about my favorite news sources. About justice for katie. I gave her some topics to look up and I left her, mouth agape.
I could hear her as I walked away down the footpath, talking with her coworker about some of the things I said. I heard the tone of her voice fill w determination.
If I hadn't locked myself out I would never have had that conversation. She might still be under the false assumption that everything is fine.
I just assumed she knew.
Bring up politics wherever you can. Talk about the crimes and the cruelty and the hate.
Talk about the misinformation and the companies responsible for supporting the hate speech and buying the swamp creatures.
Say the names of those who have died & those who have disappeared.
It's really happening.
But there's full grocery shelves, consistent electricity, and regular sports games. It can be easy for the privileged not to notice.
Tell everyone.
All the time.
Because it IS political.
Everything is politics.
The air we breathe, the water we drink, the food we eat, the roads we drive on, the skies fly through, the beaches we swim at, the banks we use, the colleges we go to, the heath care we require, the drugs we take, the children in cages, the dying deported - its ALL politics.
So the next time you go out make the connections.
If you hear someone saying their back hurts because the roads are chewed up you tell them THAT'S political. If you hear a person complaining their food costs are rising = political.
They can't afford meds? Having trouble finding work? = political.
Someone missing their family in another country? Well hello that's fucking political too now.
Homeless people making their day unpleasant? That's politics too.
EVERYTHING about our lives is created through politics. Don't listen when people tell you it's out of your control. Because it's not.
It's all in our control. The power of the people. The power to change everything by voting into office people who understand that serving the greater good is their only interest & their only goal.
We make our government of virtuous people and it will create a cycle of virtue.
Unless we talk about politics, the abusers will remain in control.
Tell everyone you can.
Stop abusers, support the vulnerable.
It is that simple.
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