Morning Comrades.
Welcome back and here is to overcoming the state of shock resulting from the last few months of sheer capitalist terror available on every black mirror across the world. I have been trying to get back to this schedule of writing these dispatches but truth be told, and I know I am most definitely not alone in this, what the fuck.
Seriously. In times like these, when us proverbial frogs in the boiling pot are finally seeing reality for what it is, I genuinely struggle with the role us writers have in our quest for liberation, and by that I mean everyones, not just ours, yours. We are now entering the 5th year of these dispatches and yes, of course, there will always be room and time for analysis, exploration of strategies and tactics and yet at the same time my mind is screaming questions, such as: what else do we need to say and when do we act? I know, we are acting, of course, but in the face of the last few months anything but total revolution is just delaying the inevitable total clusterfuck of a capitalism, and I am not really in the business of being a dystopian writer. Life’s rough enough as it is, I don’t need to fill your inbox and minds with more fuckery. To be sure, the powers that be are genuinely, just getting warmed up in their fuckery but again, that’s not what I what to write about today.
Furthermore, I also have no mind to needlessly yap on about renewed energies, ideas, shit that I have done or read these past couple of weeks ( truth be told, my selection of books was terrible and I am little pissed off about that ) but here it goes. Yeah it is a new year but all I know or all that I can say in regards to this project is that if the intent, the all burning anger at their genocidal bullshit is just getting clearer, refined maybe and the intention to find solutions more energized. Of course, I will get side tracked into topics that interest me that in the grander scale of things do in a way serve our revolution for liberation, I mean, count on it but my gut feeling is that the time for beating around the bush in regards to our opposition to the world they force us to serve in is over. There will be no talk of reform, soft cultural approaches or anything of the ilk- the capitalist powers that run the world have since 9/11 made it incrementally clear what their wishes are and if anything, the open and resolute decision to let Israel implement their final solution in regards to Palestine for the sake of money should, is and has to be the final straw for anyone with an ounce of empathy and view towards the future.
It’s amusing in a very cynical dark way that as I am writing this that my house mate very clearly said that I do not tone down my calls and wishes for revolution so that I don’t finally end up on various governments shit lists, some of which I am already on - as a laugh I did try and renew my tourist visa to the US ( make no mistake, I have no intention of going, Germany is US-like enough but in an infinitely more twisted way ) and it was immediately declined which, wild as that is in reality almost made me chuckle.
However, let’s see. I believe you understand where I am going and for the very least, for transparencies sake, I wanted to get that off my chest as we are starting this year’s rounds of dispatched in earnest. The bastards have been waging a destructive class war for decades and well, fuck ‘em, it’s on as far as I am concerned. This image always comes to mind when I am this angry.
In any case, first rant of the year over. Thanks for sticking around and welcome back. As always, thank you for your interest, engagement and support. This project works best when you all share this far and wide, be it through email, social media or whatever works these days.
More, come Wednesday.
P.S.: Saltburn was fun, entertaining, scratched the surface of the depravity of upper English class realities but yeah. Let’s not bring knifes to a gun fight.