america

January 8, 2025

Same Historic Events, Different Generation

Since Zuck decided to join the Nazi party, I have ditched both facebook and instagram. I have zero interest in participating in that nonsense. This boot licking Magat shit has truly been something to behold. The way every rich piece of shit has kissed the ring since he was elected is astonishing, but weirdly unsurprising. Of course they have… they need more money to add to their Everest of cash.

Unattaching myself from social media accomplishes two-fold, it makes it where I no longer will participate in the bullshit while simultaneously protecting my fragile world view.

Last night watching Tiktoks I found myself panicked about the state of the world. Once again I am reminded how insignificant I am and how little control I have over my own existence. To combat this I have decided to narrow down the media I consume. I need to put myself into a position where I am informed but not so filled with anxiety that I am slowly lose my mind. It’s a genuinely fine line to walk because, let’s face it, I am crazy.

The one aspect of this “purge” (for lack of a better word) that upsets me is that I did it after Charlie’s passing. He so wanted me to unplug and not let my thoughts be consumed by that which I had zero control over. He begged me. I just refused. It is one of my many regrets. The thought of not staying “on top of everything” was too upsetting for me. As if knowing that the missile was coming would somehow save me when it’s detonation was imminent and there would be no way for me to get out of the blast zone. Y’know what I mean?

Burying my head in the sand isn’t going to stop the world and the “powers that be” from doing what they can and will do. All I can do is respond to that which is before me. Until I encounter it, it is none of my concern.

My sister-in-law asked me on election night if I genuinely thought we would turn into Nazi Germany and… I hesitated to answer. I don’t know. I just don’t. However we are told repeatedly that history repeats itself. If you’re gifted with pattern recognition you will see that there are so many similarities between then and now that you’d have to be the optimist of optimists to not believe where we are headed.

November 10, 2016

A man of no land

Today I am no longer an American. The ideals of the president elect do not reflect how I feel is the American ideal. He and his ilk represent the selfish bigotry of the dark side of humanity. I hate everyone that voted for him and I despise any person who voted for a third party and are upset with the results. You brought this on yourself.  

I have resigned to the fact that I am here because I was born on the wrong continent. I have no attachment to the people or place that I am. It is not my home nor will it ever be again. The very site of the American flag disgusts me. It represents hyprocrisy and lies. I piss on it. I spit on it. Fuck that fucking flag. 

This is truly a turning point in my life. I have so much anger and hatred in my heart that I will never be the same. At one point I felt love for my fellow man and now not a speck remains. 

I will be told I’m a poor loser and I don’t care. I truly don’t. I have sat through 8 years of these people bitching about Obama and the bull shit republicans have pulled only to pass the entire government into their hands. Of course the government was broken because they threw the fucking wrench into the gears. They broke it. They were why nothing got done and the things that they did were in spite of them. They were nothing but obstructions. They should be hanged for their crimes against the government. 

I have resigned to never stand for the pledge or anthem, nor will I applaud or show any semblance of respect for the armed forces. Fuck them. They’re nothing but a bunch of uneducated hicks that had no other options available to them BUT to go into the army. 

I will forever refer to any and all that voted for orange face douche bag as racist misogynists because that is what they are. 

I know without little doubt I will once again be demoted to a second class citizen being a gay man. The ideals asshat sold on the campaign trail was more devisiveness and derision. It did not speak of community and togetherness. It spoke of white male christian privilege. 

I cannot wait for the day when they are no longer the majority. And imagine how obnoxious they’ll be as a minority. It’ll be the temper tantrum antics from the last eight years. 

Sure call what I’m doing now a temper tantrum. It is. But it’s also resigning myself to being nothing and realizing I hate everyone and everything. I have no respect for authority or my elders. I no longer show respect to those I do not feel have earned it. 

My American dream ended this election. My very Americanness has ceased to be. I am no longer a citizen of this ridiculous country. I hope this truly is the beginning of the end. And I hope it all goes in a blaze of glory. I don’t want to limp away from the wreckage.