You are part and parcel of the victory.
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“Whether the citizen lives or dies is not a concern of the state. What matters to the state and its records is whether the citizen is alive or dead.”
J.M. Coetzee wrote that in 2007 in his book “A Diary of a Bad Year,” which I am currently reading. He talks a lot — through the lens of fiction — about the sneaking totalitarianism of democracy, power, governmental deception, treachery, the atrocities of torture, the fact that we are all born “subjects” and are subjected to all kinds of injustices and miseries . . .
Ya know, everything we’re talking about now.
It’s a twisted fucking cycle that we humans — Americans and otherwise — find ourselves in.
Even amid what feels like a twisted merry-go-round, we’ve already broken a vital link in our bondage.
Our collective Trump-rage has catalyzed unprecedented activism. The University of Denver reports that the Women’s March on January 21st was the largest single-day demonstration in recorded U.S. history. The number of humans are estimated between 3.2 and 5.2 million, which is 1%-1.6% of the entire goddamn U.S. population.
The largest protests against the Vietnam war — protests that are still credited with ending a brutal and futile war — only saw 1 million protestors worldwide.
This is all to say, it probably doesn’t feel like it’s working. A fucking sanctioned white supremacist rally probably feels like a collective defeat that we could never recover from.
But we will. We are. And you are part and parcel of that victory.
With love + rage,
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By Ijeoma Oluo
Racist hate has plenty of targets: black people, Muslim people (yes, this is racist in its roots), Jewish people (who become not-white when it suits the needs of white supremacists), Latinx people, Asian-Americans, and Native Americans. To just label them Nazis not only erases the impact that these white supremacists have on non-Jews, it also points us to the wrong cause and, likely, the wrong solutions.
It allows the majority of Americans to separate themselves from the problem and say, “these people are not us.” But they are “us,” because they are a product of the system that every person in this country with white privilege helps maintain.
I know that sounds harsh; it sounds like I’m painting the majority of Americans with a broad brush, but the system of white supremacy does not care about your intentions, it does not care if you do or do not hold hatred for people of color in your heart — it only cares that you participate in the system.
By Bellamy Shoffner
Should I call the police? Of course, there’s a group of teens with a gun in broad daylight in a public place! What if one of them gets hurt? What if they shoot someone else accidentally? What if they shoot me accidentally? What if someone dies? What if we all die? If there was ever a time to dial 911, this was it, right?
Yet, each time I reached for my phone, I faced the same overwhelming thoughts. These teens were Black — and I couldn’t stop remembering the murder of Tamir Rice.
The grainy surveillance footage of 12-year-old Tamir being shot almost on sight, because he had a toy gun, played over and over in my mind. I would not be the person who put another young boy at risk of murder in the hands of police.
THE RESISTANCE TAKES BRAVERY.
SUPPORT THE WRITERS SWINGING THE HAMMER AGAINST FASCISM
WITH. EVERY. WORD.
By Katherine Cross
The way we were going, this was always going to end in blood. Every person who’s ever misused arguments for free speech to defend Nazis or white supremacists — just so they could puff out their chests and apocryphally quote Voltaire with smug certitude — has some measure of Heather Heyer’s blood on their hands.
The road that James Alex Fields Jr. sped down was paved with countless editorials in major newspapers and magazines that positioned student movements or black women on Twitter as existential threats to “free speech.” It was paved by those who said they were less afraid of Richard Spencer than the man who punched him.
It was paved by countless people saying, “they’re just words” or “it’s just the internet, it’s not real life” in defence of extremists’ vitriol, never realizing that such statements are not mere words on the wind: they are promises.
By Hanna Brooks Olsen
Well-meaning people who have never been poor are convinced that they know what I should have done. That subtle tweaks to my budget could somehow stretch my $9.50 per hour. I should have gotten a roommate. I should have lived somewhere cheaper. I should have found a better job.
I am very, very confident that I did everything in my power to provide myself the best life possible as a young adult, and that the choices I made were the correct choices. My life now would indicate that that’s the case. And still, without fail, when I tell someone or write about that time in my life, I’m met with a cascade of advice.
Anyone who’s ever lived in poverty has probably had this experience.