Just spent hours dealing with things I really wish I didn't have to deal with while pretending to be far stronger than I am for people who obviously needed some leadership in a crisis.
Rip to a real worker. Rip to a man who worked non stop to ridiculous effort his whole life and had it all stolen by parasites. Rip to someone whose politics FINALLY came around to my side during the final weeks of his life when he realised he didn't give a shit about any of the work and wish he'd spent more time on other things. Rip to a would-be marxist who simply never had the time, energy or theory to become one.
Good night dad. You went out peacefully at home like you wanted at least.
EDIT: I fucking love you all and he would have too.
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I'm sorry for your loss, sister. I went through this a few years back. Similar story. Working class hero. He didn't have the best politics when I was growing up either, but a few of his coworkers managed to plant some seeds in his head. When I disappeared for days at a time into the mob at Occupy Wall Street, he supported me and even went to bat for me against his chud brothers when the subject came up.
He hadn't been retired for even a single year before health complications put him in the hospital, and he was gone a week later. At least I got to have a long heart to heart with him before he passed. Fortunately the union pension is keeping the family afloat, and he got to do some cool things in his life before reaching retirement, but damn. It really is an eye opener.
Anyway, I offer my deepest solidarity. Things will never be the same, but life carries on none the less. Do your best to enjoy life and find meaning. It would make him happier than anything in the world for you to find happiness yourself.
It really really is. A moment of exceptional clarity on shit that absolutely does not fucking matter.