Baby leftist. Slowly learning since it finally hit home that all the “nice things” said by liberal politicians were hollow and really only further the problems I saw around me. The more I read the more I realize there is much much work to be done.

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Cake day: July 1st, 2023

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  • Back in highschool and immediately after, I was on 4chan. Def Nazis everywhere then too… But I didn’t turn out like that, I also don’t think I ever looked at /pol/ 🤷 I was only there for jokes and shock content, being shortly after oggrish and whatnot.

    But that was all when I was so angsty and misanthropic, and for some reason felt like I hated myself. I got older, and eventually discovered I didn’t hate myself that much… And I didn’t know how I could care about myself without truly internalizing the horrors of the world that I was aware of and caring about the rest of the world, the vast majority of the horrors being from class struggles or collateral damage of them.

    So yeah, my self growth had a lot to do with my radicalization. As did my heart.







  • I’m still weighing how continuing to vote for (2020 was the first time I’ve voted) liberals are just pushing back possible material conditions for more people to feel the need for class consciousness.

    Would I personally like for neoliberalism somehow to be regulated to the point where capital interests are restricted and the people of the world aren’t pitted against each other for oppression and have social safety nets? Obviously not ideal, but for a number of years I thought that was the hope. I thought I was voting for more “rights” and more “equity”.

    In the dichotomous US politics it certainly seems that only one side makes any sense to me. That’s with having to take all of the neolib propaganda fed to us at face value and even believe that the world was as it was presented to us. Invading other countries was for “spreading democracy” and “pushing for human rights” or “fighting terror”. The companies and corporations “helped” and “advanced society” and that’s just the way it is and that’s the best idea.

    As I learn more I realize that neither of the “two sides of the coin” have or will ever make changes that support the majority of people in the country unless absolutely forced, and then only in the most miniscule way possible. MUCH LESS help the majority of people in the world.

    Today I’d LOVE to see major sea changes and revolution. But no sort of revolution happens from one person’s actions and without the vanguard and community and many many people.

    Personally, I’m planning on voting for West with the full knowledge that nothing will come of it other than raising some eyebrows and people questioning how he got any votes. But I’m also trying to get more involved and find community, because that’s the only way I see making progress.




  • I have to prioritize other things, it just doesn’t have a place in the budget. Absolutely least of which is a piece of paper that tells other people my brain works a little differently. I’m totally averse to taking medication for ADHD, I “self meditated” for years with “trailer park meff”. Clean for over 5.5 years now and I don’t plan on taking any sort of stimulants for anything. The most caffeine I drink in a day is 2 cups of coffee every morning.

    Besides that, I absolutely do not struggle with it. Since I’ve allowed my scatterbrained ass to shine unimpeded depression never gets a chance to take hold as my brain “turns the page” to something else when I start to go down, I never ever ever get bored, I have hobbies (you could probably call them rotating special interests, but whatever) that I love to learn about. And more than all that I found happiness. Like I might not look forward to everything I need to do but I’m genuinely excited that I’m here today. Every day. After spending so much of my life in full self destruct mode and really really just not wanting to be alive, it feels amazing. It took over 30 years for me to figure out and accept myself and I’m pretty fuckin fond of the person I am.

    Yeah I’m super excitable, yeah when I’m in my moment I appear manic as hell. My attention span for things that aren’t my special interests may be shorter than convenient, but I’m me. I love me, besides that it’s the only me I’m going to get. I’m supposed to be an individual and I embrace the hell out of that.

    I’m not trying to just sit here and toot my own horn but if folks knew how my feelings for myself were so much of a polar opposite from that for the majority of my life… sorry I’m rambling.

    I wouldn’t know what to do if my weirdness and eccentricities that I’ve finally embraced were to disappear or change. I take my qualities and quirks as a part of me and while they can be challenging, I far more often lean on them as the strengths they are for me and the way I handle things AND my happiness.

    Would healthcare be neat? I’m sure. I wouldn’t know what to do with it though, never used it. I supposedly had fantastic coverage when I was a general manager of a Papa John’s, but I never had a chance or desire to use it.



  • I do an ok job of hiding it for the most part. If I’m drinking it really comes out. Or when I’m around a client for work and I’m not interested in dealing with serious conversations beyond work related things I let it slide back into the twang and vocabulary.

    If one day I had healthcare and access to testing I might get tested for the 'tism but I’m pretty positive I’m ADHD at an absolute minimum.All that to say that I usually feel like I’m pretending to be human in most social interactions, and letting people around me feel as though I’m like a lot of people around here lets me keep the interaction to the necessary minimum. Unless I’m feeling froggy, and my social battery is charged… then I’m ready to walk conversations into theory without the buzzwords so maybe it’ll cook in their head a bit.




  • I shave my head because I’m going bald and I look like bozo the clown if I let the back and sides grow.

    Also I live in the US south, and when I speak it sounds like cornbread.

    SO MANY TIMES people think I’m a person they can be racist with or like you said, regurgitate what they’ve seen on the news. When I’m working, as a general contractor, it’s even worse with the dirty stained khaki Dickies work pants and bright neon yellow or orange shirts.

    If I grew my hair for long enough I could do the hippie side and back pony tail… but I really enjoy not having to do anything with my hair. I had long hair all through highschool and for several years afterward. I miss how it looked, but again I really really enjoy not having to worry about it.