WhatDoYouMeanPodcast [comrade/them]

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  • I’m gonna say something that’s been on my mind

    A nation that you can go to from anywhere else in the world because you were being oppressed and be part of a project that fights against it is so fucking cool. The promise on the Statue of Liberty is so fucking sick.

    Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

    “Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

    China’s the force of good in the world and they’re not even trying to be this. Disgusting fucking Reagan, goes on to say this in his farewell address,

    "You can go to live in France, but you cannot become a Frenchman. You can go to live in Germany or Turkey or Japan, but you cannot become a German, a Turk, or a Japanese. But anyone, from any corner of the Earth, can come to live in America and become an American.‘’

    And it fills me with a sense of wonder. For example, of course, that country that’s promised by these sentiments is exactly the escape people need FROM AMERICA RIGHT NOW. The trillion dollar army and all the upheaval it causes creates huddled masses and is louder than anyone with its storied pomp. But as I contemplated Trump trying to overturn birthright citizenship I have this yearning for that place: a nation of immigrants who come together to show off how stupid blood and soil is and how all their national projects crumble beneath the might of a civic union who will never forget what it’s like to be subject to exploitation, extraction, and violence. All for what? Skin color and skull shape? And instead of this ideal, Trump wanted to sign a piece of paper that said “actually no, we’re trying to be like a 1950s magazine advertisement and our 250 year old blood is the best blood, folks. Really, it goes great with the soil. We have soil like you wouldn’t believe.”

    That United States would be a beautiful place worth sticking around for. It would be kind of sad bittersweet (?) if that was washed away to be an outcrop of China. And it’s such a weird feeling because of all the millions killed, a magnitude more suffering unnecessarily, all the destabilization, environmental destruction, nuclear brinksmanship, and the disgusting behavior on top of it. What, you just leave America to it to reconstitute itself into a good place ™? But what about that place where your origin story is nothing more than a fun fact?


  • A full genre of ignorance that I see is the inability to conceptualize the scale of things beyond oneself. Flat Earth, for example, can’t do distances and sizes and reject space in kind. Your example, evolution, is irreconcilably long for them. I reckon people run into combat sports gyms looking for a fight because they can’t conceptualize practicing a discipline for long enough to become good at it.

    Even what you’re good at today is not a fate written in stone for what you’re good at tomorrow. The personality of your partner won’t necessarily persist through their life, so you can learn who they are in a way nobody else will ever see them or think that it’s yucky because they used to have a superficial trait you miss.

    It takes some humility to understand how the Earth rotates.