the simultaneous frailty and strength of the mortal human flesh perplexes me

on the one hand a mere cold can curse me with an inability to sleep and it’s a fucking microscopic virus, yet ive survived like 8 concussions and im still fine

in contrast, another thing is “the human spirit is indestructible”

there’s this idea of us as a species where we always rebound after tough times. but it’s false: hundreds of millions of people live in poverty. some people say (mostly conservative cishet white men) that it’s easy: you just need a job!

and then you can’t get a job to get yourself out of poverty because you’re poor and maybe a minority. and because of that you never got a good education because you could never pay for college or university.

and it’s like this for millions of people across generations.

i think capitalism is partly to blame, but only because it enabled the rich to put this kind of policy in place to let them discriminate against people. in a sentence, the rich—as they are now—are kind of assholes who only care about money, and getting rid of people they hate. and they will use that money to do so.

this has always been happening and in recent years has gotten much worse.

but i hope for a kinder future. as cringy as it sounds, we can be better people to each other—best friends, siblings, acquaintances, workers, queer people, disabled people, people of colour. we can and should be kinder to everyone. and yes, tax the rich.