“It’s the cruelty that’s the ugliest. The callousness. The lack of empathy. The refusal to imagine our lives as someone else. Trump’s rise legitimized the simmering darkness in people. He showed them it was okay to be openly mean. Vile. Cruel.” This really hit deep. I said to a couple people in the last few days that that’s what I’ve seen grow most where I live, the desire to live as and how you wish, and not have anyone tell you you should care about the consequences for other people. They wanted someone to tell them that living like that is nothing to be ashamed of, is good, actually.
What an awful, wrenching path you’ve had. All made worse by demands to pretend it didn’t happen or doesn’t matter. I admire what you’re doing, refusing to shut it all in a box but instead trying to understand how to keep the love and empathy while holding onto the reality at the same time. Solidarity.
Wounds and Wreakage is the appropriate title to this piece. Since knowing you/your work, you are consistent in two ways: your brutal introspection of self and your relentless desire to understand others.
So, now we are closer to the end of the world and I still want to be teammates.
“It’s the cruelty that’s the ugliest. The callousness. The lack of empathy. The refusal to imagine our lives as someone else. Trump’s rise legitimized the simmering darkness in people. He showed them it was okay to be openly mean. Vile. Cruel.” This really hit deep. I said to a couple people in the last few days that that’s what I’ve seen grow most where I live, the desire to live as and how you wish, and not have anyone tell you you should care about the consequences for other people. They wanted someone to tell them that living like that is nothing to be ashamed of, is good, actually.
What an awful, wrenching path you’ve had. All made worse by demands to pretend it didn’t happen or doesn’t matter. I admire what you’re doing, refusing to shut it all in a box but instead trying to understand how to keep the love and empathy while holding onto the reality at the same time. Solidarity.
Thank you, Antonia. The grief is heavy.
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Wounds and Wreakage is the appropriate title to this piece. Since knowing you/your work, you are consistent in two ways: your brutal introspection of self and your relentless desire to understand others.
So, now we are closer to the end of the world and I still want to be teammates.
IM NOT CRYING, YOURE CRYING ❤️