OK. This isn’t worth my or indeed anyone’s time, but you know what, it’s worth covering the basics occasionally, so let’s take five and unpack why this and its follow-ups are fucking stupid.
First of all, to make a very obvious point, there’s not actually an alternative to using money in 2020. A girl’s gotta eat, capitalism has material power and thus I am stuck using money despite money’s evident stupidity as a concept.
This is literally just “and yet you participate in society.” My beliefs about how the world should work do not magically change the way it does in the here and now, and it’s not hypocrisy to decline to starve to death out of farcical moral purity.
Moving on to this... OK, I haven’t tweeted about voting in weeks. I think voting kinda sucks. It’s a half-assed means of harm reduction. Almost certainly was worth it in 2020 because Trump represents an existential threat to the left, but... yuck.
To be wholly explicit, the political actions I take out of a sense of moral obligation incurred by my economic privilege are forms of direct action. These days I’ve narrowed my direct action fund almost entirely to local uses.
And I directly contribute to supporting two separate broke queer kids. This is what I view as the practical exercise of my anarchism: trying to make this world into the one I want to live in.
As I’ve said quite a lot, I don’t really put a lot of stock in big picture political answers. The world is not going to be designed according to a set of ideological principles, and certainly not by mine. Mass populist revolution sounds amazing, but also implausible.
So I’m really not talking about big policies here at all. Inasmuch as I have a plan, it’s intentional communities built around mutual aid. Mostly, in practice, it’s looking at the world and asking “how can I help, right now?”
Which brings us to this. Which I mostly just want to say “fucking lol” to. More for the hilariously broad “anti-capitalism” as a stand-in for... I’m not sure what, exactly.
But no, the only thing that would send me out of this country is a rise of fascism that makes it unsafe to be a queer leftist.
Otherwise? I’ll be sticking with my comrades and my community. Because we keep us safe.
Dingbat's back with another one, but this one is actually vaguely interesting. The thing is, I think going off the grid and subsistence farming is profoundly selfish and narcissistic.
Like, cool, you've managed to live a ruggedly individualistic life according to your principles, but you're not pulling anyone up with you. (To say nothing of the myriad forms of privilege that make "living off the grid" possible.)
This is a very obvious point if you think about it for even half a goddamn second, but I can do a lot more good and help a lot more people by actually engaging with a broken system than by flouncing off into the woods.
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Thinking about this again, and it occurs to me that the ugly truth a lot of people on the left don’t want to face is that a successful leftist political network would want to take its cues from people like John Oliver and Wyatt Cenac.
That’s not to say successful leftist news would be comedy programs; Oliver and Cenac are basically very good short-form documentary producers who work a very comedy-heavy style within that.
Probably a successful leftist news site would have a few comedy programs—it’s an obvious thing to run a block of after your evening news, and it has a proven track record as leftist news-propaganda.
This is a deeply flawed article on a number of levels (most obviously its basic framing of “look at these rich people who are good guys!”), but it’s stirring a lot of emotions about economic privilege and the responsibilities thereof. nytimes.com/2020/11/27/sty…
I spend an awful lot of my time thinking about the economic privilege I’ve stumbled into, and exactly where the guillotine line is. And like, my family is never going to go beyond upper middle class. Our money comes from professional-class wage labor, and there’s a ceiling there.
It’s just that a nurse, a software engineer, and a writer who makes enough to constitute a living wage living together and sharing resources in practice do quite well for themselves.
I have absolutely no idea what good advice is because frankly my sex life makes as little sense as everything else in my life but I'm really confident this ain't it.
I think my advice is roughly "be weird and own it."
I've got a bewilderingly good landlord, and every time he texts I have an emotional reaction that's kind of the leftist equivalent of when a sullen goth teenager gets hugged by their parents as the school bus comes.
(He's an engineer focused on sustainable buildings and appears to just buy up properties, do a bunch of ecological improvements, and then rent them out while being super low key and proactive about making sure tenants know he'll be flexible if need be.)
(So we've got eight pets in a four bedroom house where he pays electricity and provides all the light bulbs to make sure we're on community solar and using good bulbs. And we pay nicely under market rate with no pet deposit.)
I get stick sometimes for how often I mock Big Finish, and then they go and announce an Eric Roberts Master crossover with their Vienna series, which is apparently a spinoff about a side character in a random Sylvester McCoy audio and just... why isn’t everyone mocking them?
Oh, and a War Doctor series about the early days of the character with a recast John Hurt.
Like, guys, just... just write fanfic. I promise, whatever fanfic you write about the early days of the War Doctor will be more satisfying than buying that would be.
I just... like, there’s a very small number of people who have devoted more of their adult lives to Doctor Who than I have. I love the show deep in my soul. But just... why do people want these things? I get Funko Pops more readily than I get this.
I have heard it suggested that Tom Cotton might be the next charismatic Republican leader, and I think y'all have some serious misunderstandings about the aesthetics of fascism.