I feel there is very little we can do individually to change people's minds or turn them away from fascism, or even to get them to stop turning their own brains into soup, but you can still show them there are consequences to their actions.

Telling my own friends / relations what I think of them and cutting ties with them has done nothing to bring them back in line with normal human values, but at least I am not burdened with the guilt of my association, and maybe one day enough people will cut them off that the loneliness gets to them and they begin to re-evaluate their lives.

It is literally the least I can do. Any sadness I felt was heartbreak that they could be so shitty to begin with.

  • italktothewind
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    10 months ago

    can't abandon family, blood is blood, im not white

    if they abandon me when they find out im degen, thats on them

    • idkmybffjoeysteel [he/him]
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      10 months ago

      Retaining toxic family members no matter how miserable they make you, your partner and your children is my favourite thing about brown culture 🥰

      Abandon your shitty family members, or don't, I don't know your situation, but I do know my partner's, and my god, this brings me to the second type of liberalism

      To say nothing to people to their faces but to gossip behind their backs, or to say nothing at a meeting but to gossip afterwards. To show no regard at all for the principles of collective life but to follow one's own inclination.

      So many family members who are just hated by everyone but for some reason tolerated, accommodated just to keep on traumatising people

      inb4 my family is not an org

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        5 months ago

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    • Amerikan Pharaoh@lemmygrad.ml
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      10 months ago

      I'm not white either; but I can't keep or claim the abusers that spent 18 years fucking up my mental. Won't keep or claim them. Blood of the covenant is thicker than water of the womb; and boy, did my mother LOVE using the corrupted version of that phrase to justify family being 'the only thing that mattered'. Nah, not me. Not when holding on bleeds me more than letting go.