I wish I had a bag full of revolutionary optimism. It is incredibly difficult to avoid falling into the darkness and become paralysed. We know our planet is gonna get cooked, us and other animals too. Despite of this, wars are being fought and imperialism is trying to provoke WW3. Europe is diving into fascism and like in Finland workers are being stripped from rights to strike. People aren’t fighting any of this…
It’s bleak. Very. All I can think of is how to survive all of this and die peacefully of old age somewhere far away. Farming. I wanna do small scale farming by some bog and forest. Live in a simple cottage and knit socks for kids. That’s a good escape.
But I do remember the words of Bobby Sands, “our revenge will be the laughter of our children”, and it keeps that revolutionary fire burning inside of me just hot enough for me to push through yet another depressing day.
Maybe there still is hope. Just maybe we can stop this madness the western world is dragging us into. Maybe.
Future is looking brighter. China is doing wonders these days