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  • c6cain6jih6d [she/her]
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    4 years ago

    Fuck yeah. I thought about making a lumpen thread but forgot.

    Technically I'm prole but I hustle on the side and will be homeless again soon. I identify strongly with the lumpen class and I feel like we are the ones who will lead the revolution. I don't know if a revolution that isn't led by sex workers, homeless people, dope dealers, shoplifters, street gang hustlers, and drug addicts is even worth having.

    • Veganhydride [he/him]
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      4 years ago

      How can you be class conscious and want to lead the revolution yet identify as lumpenproletariat? Isn't that literally the opposite of what the lumpenproletariat is? Lol

        • Veganhydride [he/him]
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          That's not what I meant at all, sorry for the confusion. "unproductiveness" is not how I would define lumpenproletariat, a lack of class consciousness is. Hence why I'm confused because it seems like a class-conscious lumpenprole is inherently self-contradictory. Once the lumpenproletariat is mobilized it's no longer the lumpenproletariat.

      • c6cain6jih6d [she/her]
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        4 years ago

        💯

        We fucking need to be the vanguard of the Western revolutionary socialist movement. We know what's up. We don't waste our time with silly performative wokeness because we know respect and how actions speak louder than words. And we can fight a war, because every day of our lives is a war for survival.

        Like for real, I've seen such amazing things happen when street comrades are lifted up by networks of mutual aid and radical love. Unfortunately I've seen all those little birds break their wings, and find nobody to mend them. I have an unhoused, opioid dependent friend who was once cooking fire vegan food for us at a protest camp. Now he comes into my store and mumbles. I watched a good person fall flat on their face in the middle of trying to get sober and put a violent past behind them (unfortunately I loved them too).