Every american I’ve met has been willing to kill for something, or willing to die for something.

But not a single one of them is willing to be inconvenienced in the slightest. That’s our sickness.

So i spent a long time ruminating on that and now i’m even more depressed than I was and shit is getting bad again. Sorry for the livejournal post, I haven’t made one in a while. Still around.

  • GalaxyBrain [they/them]@hexbear.net
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    15 days ago

    If i made that clear I was bad at writing, I feel you represented my case well but I was totally the customer. I didnt talk radical shit while they were behind the counter or anything. Just after years of friendly chit chat while getting groceries or whatever, I would get to know people and then I’d often catch them on breaks, usually the people I got along with were also work friends amongst themselves, so we could talk more freely in those times. After that I just give em email addresses for my friends on the labor board and for the local IWW chapter to use as resources with issues at work. After a bit of that, it handles itself. This is a process that takes years. It wasn’t like, a plan or anything, I just have the mindset that I should be friends with the workers in places I shop all the time.