Right wing groups make me go turbo Stalin in a matter of seconds. I have coworkers who I’d turn over in a matter of seconds if I thought they’d be a threat to minority groups and comrades. Fuck em. These are people I talk with, laugh with on a daily basis for the sake of appearances, but I do not value them as individuals. As humans I would grant them every comfort and kindness provided they said they were wrong and that we are better off controlling our labor. But the moment they are willing to take up arms to hurt queer folks, black folks, immigrants and any other targeted group then nope, stony lonesome if you’re lucky. That’s the funny thing, I don’t care if you agree or disagree about certain things, but it’s your actions that speak volumes. It’s the bona fides. You can grumble all you want, it’s when that grumbling turns into hurt. And I cannot abide by that. And I’d sell the bastards out with a smile on my face and a song in my heart.