I’ve done a terrible job maybe of explaining what happened to me mentally and my current motivations. I don’t care about whether I could have changed people’s vote or whether I could motivate them to vote at all. That isn’t where we meaningfully disagree I think.
Before November 2024, I thought most people were OK. I wanted good things to happen because I thought most people deserve good things. I understood that there was a portion of people who were terrible pieces of shit, but that they were a minority. That people permitted Trump to win the first time both because they understandably (if a little stupidly) thought “give him a chance” or “things will hold together” or even “yeah no chance he wins anyway I’m staying home.”
After Trump won again though, this illusion was completely shattered. I realized that I was surrounded by far more awful and petulantly stupid people than I could have imagined. And my desire for good things for most people has almost completely evaporated. I feel a pure existential and near suicidal dread. I feel devastatingly alone and there is no escape. I’m surrounded by troglodytes.
And I can’t delude myself out of it. I wish I could. This account represents me lashing out and screaming into the void.
I’ve done a terrible job maybe of explaining what happened to me mentally and my current motivations. I don’t care about whether I could have changed people’s vote or whether I could motivate them to vote at all. That isn’t where we meaningfully disagree I think.
Before November 2024, I thought most people were OK. I wanted good things to happen because I thought most people deserve good things. I understood that there was a portion of people who were terrible pieces of shit, but that they were a minority. That people permitted Trump to win the first time both because they understandably (if a little stupidly) thought “give him a chance” or “things will hold together” or even “yeah no chance he wins anyway I’m staying home.”
After Trump won again though, this illusion was completely shattered. I realized that I was surrounded by far more awful and petulantly stupid people than I could have imagined. And my desire for good things for most people has almost completely evaporated. I feel a pure existential and near suicidal dread. I feel devastatingly alone and there is no escape. I’m surrounded by troglodytes.
And I can’t delude myself out of it. I wish I could. This account represents me lashing out and screaming into the void.