How bad do we let things get? Should we wait until the planet can’t sustain life anymore? Should we wait until it’s 100 degrees F in the Artic? Until wildfires blanket entire continents or the last glacier is gone? Should we wait until fascist billionaires take even more from us? Until there are Flock cameras at every mail box? Maybe we should wait until the wells run dry or the tornadoes never stop. When is it going to be enough? I’m so tired of seeing things getting worse. Every. Single. Day. I’m ready. I’ve been ready. How about you?
How do we coordinate? How do we look after each other? What is the signal? If we don’t work together then we are just continuing our slow march to destruction to the drum of the parasitic billionaires. Please, for us, for the cats, the dogs, the birds and trees. The fish and the whales, the beatles and the centipedes. Please tell me it’s worth it to you, that you’re willing to get uncomfortable, that you’re willing to fight. There are more of us than them, and we are rapidly running out of time to make that mean something.
Another relevant song - Would You Be Impressed? - Streetlight Manifesto
Would you be upset if I told you we were dying?
And every cure they gave us was a lie?
Oh, do they mean it when they say we’re dead and doomed
And every single symptom brings us closer to the tomb
And who will take the credit for our swift impending fall?
Because it’s not my fault!
Would you be impressed if I said that the dead would help us counting every single moment that we waste our time?
All this time we’re spending vaccinating this disease, I just get dizzy when I think of all the ways we try to hide our maladies
We wine, we dine, and everything is fine
Because it’s not my fault!
Go now, the others they’ll await you
And every single one of the lot of you will have your turn
Ai! Ai! Ai! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Likes moths that fly into the flame, it always ends up so
You’ll scream, “Not me! Take anybody else, because it’s not my fault!”
I had a dream last night where everyone was trying
Subconsciously I knew it was a lie!
And when I woke I knew that it was time to pray
To make amends before the end, before my judgment day
I looked around, I stood alone and I knew what I had to say
I said “It’s all my fault!”
I like, “Die Ärtzte - Deine Schuld”. Translated the lyrics are “It’s not your fault that the world is how it is; it would only be your fault if it stayed that way.” It gives me a little hope that even if they don’t know what to do, other people feel similarly.
My suggestion to OP would be to collect a few friends and contact your congress people together, mow your elderly neighbors lawn, volunteer somewhere. We need to unite the working class. People who already struggle to eat, won’t ever be ready to discuss the philosophy of social/political change until we give them a hand up Mazlow’s hierarchy of needs. Mamdami is having success in New York by meeting people where they’re at and proving he can do shit by solving neighborhood issues and stuff that affect normal people. Now he has cred with those people.