my theory behind how we’re able to live now as privileged 1st worlders being somehow aware of the circumstances by which we came to be surrounded only by amenities created off the backs of slave labor and exploitation and castes is sort of like. as we are polarized and our attention is redirected towards (depending on your awareness) your fellow neighbor or your standing governing body and the bourgeois, we are also sort of led by said people in their philosophy that we all just sort of found ourselves here in this cosmic moment where it just so happens to be that somehow all cheap products available to our poor and middle class are built on this irreplaceable basis of outsourced slave labor and planet obliterating mining, and blah, blah, blah, like, it feels passe to even mention it, because of the stigma that comes with sounding like the archetype that brings it up at parties or family gatherings or whatever.
so it’s like, we people, have magically found ourselves at the helm of all these resource feed tubes, and that includes you, yes, you, so why do you fucking complain so much? you just complain and complain and fucking complain, all our other bubbly pink fleshed countrymen hear is
“wahhh i hate shit i benefit from, and im not actively doing anything to change it besides vocalizing it and maybe sometimes going to family farms and sharing informational social media posts about said third world exploitation”.
and it’s just, like, the inverse of this, or their perspective, is the way of thinking that has captivated so many of our families, the people, all the clerks and cooks and librarians, it’s all just a dot on a line of how many things about american imperialism you’re aware of, and/or how reprehensable you find it.
and what makes our neolib and neocon majority mad is just this illogical rejection of the system we all live in. these “gotchas” that conservatives will try to get you in is inherently rooted in genuine confusion and a sort of sympathy, like, just eat the god damn cheeseburger, get the banana margarita, the avocado toast, give in and embrace the dogmatism, i dont mind you calling me racist because i would be nothing without you. all i want to do is trigger libtards, y'know, whatever.
it’s all just a big humiliation ritual. you know where these avocados come from. hell, you can probably picture exactly what it was like for the laborers that harvested it from the tree. and the fact that we reach that eventual point of realization is what really bogs us down and stops us from “overthrowing the system” or whatever it is tiktok comments say to do after an ice officer kicks a heccin pupper. all that really stops us is that shame. not even necessarily the idea what we’d have to live without all these amenities. it’s the shame. it lives in us all, and it’s too much of a barrier for the average citizen to pass. it’s also very easy not to think about it.
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