Look, I wish I had your viewpoint, but truth be told I have no plan of leaving my homeland. Imperialist fascsism comes for us all eventually, and that’s kind of my point. You, me, all of us, actually have got nowhere to run. You either fight or succumb. But my take on life is that I live solely to spite my enemies, not because I believe I can beat them, but because I refuse to make victory easy for them. Perhaps I’m wrong, perhaps we can win this fight and solve the climate crisis, but I’ll not get my hopes up. Only spite remains that stirs me from my bed in the morning now.
In this way, my enemies control me, they define me. I am nothing without them now. Such is the horror of imperialist fascism, they do not relent, they are never satiated, and they do not ignore any corner of the world. And so it consumes me.
Eventually the world’s problems end up at your doorstep, whether you had a hand in creating them or not. I just refuse to look away.
I hear you and understand your resignation; tender despair is the most common result of whirlwind threats and proclamations.
You don’t have to leave your spite behind, and I’m not telling you to; I’m letting people know that if they want to live for themselves and others rather than dying for their enemies, it’s possible and I’m here to help.
Yeah, I can’t trust you. Your community you founded is some strange travel blog that gives off marketing vibes. If you try to sell me something, I immediately am suspicious. Sorry, blocking you now.
Look, I wish I had your viewpoint, but truth be told I have no plan of leaving my homeland. Imperialist fascsism comes for us all eventually, and that’s kind of my point. You, me, all of us, actually have got nowhere to run. You either fight or succumb. But my take on life is that I live solely to spite my enemies, not because I believe I can beat them, but because I refuse to make victory easy for them. Perhaps I’m wrong, perhaps we can win this fight and solve the climate crisis, but I’ll not get my hopes up. Only spite remains that stirs me from my bed in the morning now.
In this way, my enemies control me, they define me. I am nothing without them now. Such is the horror of imperialist fascism, they do not relent, they are never satiated, and they do not ignore any corner of the world. And so it consumes me.
Eventually the world’s problems end up at your doorstep, whether you had a hand in creating them or not. I just refuse to look away.
I hear you and understand your resignation; tender despair is the most common result of whirlwind threats and proclamations.
You don’t have to leave your spite behind, and I’m not telling you to; I’m letting people know that if they want to live for themselves and others rather than dying for their enemies, it’s possible and I’m here to help.
Yeah, I can’t trust you. Your community you founded is some strange travel blog that gives off marketing vibes. If you try to sell me something, I immediately am suspicious. Sorry, blocking you now.
No trust necessary; like IRS form 2555, it’s all publicly available and verifiable info.
As a traveler, I have a travel community. Not very strange.
I haven’t tried to sell a thing, and I have months of legitimate conversation, travel advice and information publicly available for scrutiny.