You’re right and each conversation I have with folks that still seem to think this country is actually salvageable at this point makes me more and more convinced that it will not happen. We’ve got no unity and have been successfully atomized so thoroughly that the average modus operandi is being antisocial or asocial at best. We survived this long by evolving as communal animals, we’re at our strongest when we connect with, care for, and rely on one another, without those bonds I fear we may be cooked.
I disagree with all the above, if for no other reason than the reality that we must. The defeatism isn’t harmless.
To predict defeat then say “I hope I’m proven wrong” telegraphs faithlessness and cowardice.
You’ll see this wound-licking around here a lot: “I think we will lose but welcome my former comrades, who I have no faith in, to prove me wrong.” Returning to the sidelines of the fight they left simply to taunt their former teammates this way, convincing others to give up and join them on the sidelines, is worse than desertion.
And you can bet they’ll show up once the battle is over, whether to claim participation in the victories or to recall their predictions and say “I told you so.”
Anyone still paying attention, who hasn’t yet been broken and swallowed by hopelessness, knows that the revolution is already underway.
No, it is not televised. No, outcomes are not guaranteed. But those who stand beside and fight for each other are never truly defeated.
You’re right and each conversation I have with folks that still seem to think this country is actually salvageable at this point makes me more and more convinced that it will not happen. We’ve got no unity and have been successfully atomized so thoroughly that the average modus operandi is being antisocial or asocial at best. We survived this long by evolving as communal animals, we’re at our strongest when we connect with, care for, and rely on one another, without those bonds I fear we may be cooked.
I deeply and genuinely hope I’m wrong
It’s just Stranger Danger at play. You can never trust a Stranger.
I disagree with all the above, if for no other reason than the reality that we must. The defeatism isn’t harmless.
To predict defeat then say “I hope I’m proven wrong” telegraphs faithlessness and cowardice.
You’ll see this wound-licking around here a lot: “I think we will lose but welcome my former comrades, who I have no faith in, to prove me wrong.” Returning to the sidelines of the fight they left simply to taunt their former teammates this way, convincing others to give up and join them on the sidelines, is worse than desertion.
And you can bet they’ll show up once the battle is over, whether to claim participation in the victories or to recall their predictions and say “I told you so.”
Anyone still paying attention, who hasn’t yet been broken and swallowed by hopelessness, knows that the revolution is already underway.
No, it is not televised. No, outcomes are not guaranteed. But those who stand beside and fight for each other are never truly defeated.