I’ve already cast down my bucket where I am. I have no realistic prospects of leaving the country. It’s quite possible that the humble but still prospering niche I’ve carved for myself in the last year is in imminent danger, maybe even at a personal level.
I’ll say it. I’m afraid. I knew nothing good could come of this election, but having one particular brand of fascism without even performative opposition to slow down whatever acts of revenge or just outright looting and mayhem it wants to do while the climate crisis accelerates… well, I’ll say it again. I’m afraid.
That’s the post.
“ouuugh i’m moving out of the country im going into the woods” that’s great man glad you have all that money in savings, the rest of us dirt poor proles have to stay here and actually try to survive.
If you’re talking about me, I don’t have much of anything left in savings. I can’t go anywhere further. Where I am now is all I got and survival is all I can really hope for, at best, and that may just be a matter of how long.
I think she was referring to you as “dirt poor prole” otherwise her comment wouldn’t make much sense