The Daddy Party comes home drunk from the party and beats you with his belt.
The Mommy Party cries in the corner, telling you there’s nothing she can do because you didn’t support her enough.
Then I did nothing about it between presidential elections.
People blink in and out of existence between elections. Nobody actually exists when they aren’t voting.
Nobody organized with their coworkers to form unions. Nobody carried for relatives that had lost work or gotten sick from the pandemic. Nobody provided care for young children or volunteered to help impoverished neighbors or mucked out homes after devastating hurricanes. Nobody went to school to get advanced degrees in fields necessary for building out green energy or modern transit or dense housing or criminal justice.
Nobody. Did. Anything.
Four years later, I demand the party cater to me, Me, ME.
When you think about it, denouncing genocide is an entirely selfish act.
The Daddy Party comes home drunk from the party and beats you with his belt.
The Mommy Party cries in the corner, telling you there’s nothing she can do because you didn’t support her enough.
People blink in and out of existence between elections. Nobody actually exists when they aren’t voting.
Nobody organized with their coworkers to form unions. Nobody carried for relatives that had lost work or gotten sick from the pandemic. Nobody provided care for young children or volunteered to help impoverished neighbors or mucked out homes after devastating hurricanes. Nobody went to school to get advanced degrees in fields necessary for building out green energy or modern transit or dense housing or criminal justice.
Nobody. Did. Anything.
When you think about it, denouncing genocide is an entirely selfish act.