They seem pro-palestine, or at least anti-genocide. I think they just don’t like me. Who knows? Still flattered.

I used the tool and it looks like I have a downvoting stalker that dutifully downvotes my posts and comments. Aww… that’s so cute!

They absolutely know they can be heard. You just have to tell him that it isn’t cool and that you don’t want to hear it.

I don’t kink shame.

They were never actually serious. They wanted to fleece Ukraine and still let Russia take it over.

Being poor is suffering. to them

In this country, being poor is or leads to suffering. That is a hard rule that applies to all, not just “them”. It is how the system keeps us rats on the treadmill.

When you are poor you also have little to no agency over your own life. You are at the mercy of just about everything.

This is my wife and I. Worse is the fact that we both started our lives dirt poor. The first place we lived together in had a literal hole in the wall and rats in the laundry room, but we only paid $275/month for it. We skipped meals, and all around struggled to survive, but we were young. Being young and full of energy, we had hope that we could and would be able to work our way up. Thirty years later we are wealthy, but the fear that we don’t have enough and we’ll spend our last days back in that misery and wishing to die is unbearable.

If the dollar tanks and a lifetime of struggle and misery proves pointless, I’m not waiting around for a slow death in a wretched “life”.

Depending on the size of the bag, that might not be a bad deal.

“If I die, I want a loud death,” Hassouna wrote on social media. “I don’t want to be just breaking news, or a number in a group, I want a death that the world will hear, an impact that will remain through time, and a timeless image that cannot be buried by time or place.”

That was a tall order, but she managed it.

I wanted to type something hopeful uplifting, but that’s just not reality at the moment. I just hope (beg) that some day we can look back at these times and see them as horrors of the past, the way we see the Holocaust during WWII, and not just another Tuesday.

Innit