the cognitive dissonance required to see people literally burned alive and nothing changes is fucking insane i cant wrap my head around it
but i also went to work today. i chatted with my coworkers about my weekend and small talked boring like usual, like every other day. maybe its coping, maybe its ignoring it cus its easier, but i know its not because the weight is still there
i talk to my friends and i feel the privilege of still having them
i sit down for a meal and i remember those who cant, who have had that torn away by the very systems i live in
but everyone around me is just fine, just fine
nothings wrong, the monthly quota gets met, business is good, whatever other preoccupied bullshit that is of course so much more pressing and important than the current “political issue”
“i dont like getting political”
“im too busy”
“protests make me uncomfortable”
i dont get what i have to say to make the people around me understand that its not about their fucking comfort, or convenience, its not about them at all. its about compassion, and putting any shred of effort into fighting systems that are actively oppressing millions of people, it doesnt fucking matter if theyre halfway across the world you should still fight
two sides of the same coin, and neither will ever represent the people, yet america is so saturated in propaganda that criticizing someones favorite color of fascism earns you a spot as the social pariah of the day
and still, more human lives are being stolen, every minute
did you see this?
did you see this?
did you see this?
i have to get back to work