A kindred soul! Thank you for this story. I sometimes get on such a jihad against the Yuppie generation that I forget that there are still a lot of anti-corporate smart people still kicking against the Wall. To me, I think the main difference is that my generation had values—social justice, anti military, civil rights, and a kind of crazy, woo woo spirituality that looked for a new ethos in a savage nation. The yuppies hated all that, and got their Nikes and their email and their designer coffee, expensive wine and cocaine and ran off to climb the corporate ladder and invest in Mall Street. They hated unions, they thought civil rights was Micheal Jordan, thought the military was to be thanked for its “service” and that the only voting they should do was voting people off the island. We arrived at where we are fair and square by our own hand and own choices. And it’s typical of a dying empire.
It does seem better in hindsight, but I remember seeing the napalmed children of Vietnam and feeling the same horror for my country as I feel now. And the cops letting white southern mobs kill blacks and jewish civil rights workers, and shooting down college kids for protesting. And drag queens in NYC having to riot to stop New York’s Finest from raping them, and no woman being able to buy a house without her husband’s fucking signature. Today I live in a nice little neighborhood with 2 queers, one born-again Trumpy bunch, several single women, one biker family, 1 Asian family, 3 unmarried couples, 3 married couples, and a lot of weed stores up on the main drag. It’s a great place. But I don’t have to go far to see horrible homeless camps, Mexican and Black poverty and cops flipping off Free Palestine demonstrators 2 blocks over. I think the US has changed for the better but we have a loooonnnnggg ass way to go. 😁
Ya, sure, Wizz CON sin! I love it. My brothers love the boundary waters. I went up there once, heard the loons on the lake in the misty morning with pancakes and coffee. But the can’t see ‘ems and the mosquitos about et me alive. I fled on the nearest freight for Portland. We shovel once a year here! Good thing. I’ll be 80 this year. Maybe you should up sticks for the great northwest before that shoveling kills you! 🫣
A kindred soul! Thank you for this story. I sometimes get on such a jihad against the Yuppie generation that I forget that there are still a lot of anti-corporate smart people still kicking against the Wall. To me, I think the main difference is that my generation had values—social justice, anti military, civil rights, and a kind of crazy, woo woo spirituality that looked for a new ethos in a savage nation. The yuppies hated all that, and got their Nikes and their email and their designer coffee, expensive wine and cocaine and ran off to climb the corporate ladder and invest in Mall Street. They hated unions, they thought civil rights was Micheal Jordan, thought the military was to be thanked for its “service” and that the only voting they should do was voting people off the island. We arrived at where we are fair and square by our own hand and own choices. And it’s typical of a dying empire.
Kindred soul.
Old soul.
Old School.
OG.
This is a union town.
Solidarity Forever.
Nostalgic for a simpler, slower time.
It does seem better in hindsight, but I remember seeing the napalmed children of Vietnam and feeling the same horror for my country as I feel now. And the cops letting white southern mobs kill blacks and jewish civil rights workers, and shooting down college kids for protesting. And drag queens in NYC having to riot to stop New York’s Finest from raping them, and no woman being able to buy a house without her husband’s fucking signature. Today I live in a nice little neighborhood with 2 queers, one born-again Trumpy bunch, several single women, one biker family, 1 Asian family, 3 unmarried couples, 3 married couples, and a lot of weed stores up on the main drag. It’s a great place. But I don’t have to go far to see horrible homeless camps, Mexican and Black poverty and cops flipping off Free Palestine demonstrators 2 blocks over. I think the US has changed for the better but we have a loooonnnnggg ass way to go. 😁
Yeah.
I’m a kindred spirit with the red people of North America.
Was that way since I was a yout.
So this place has always been a shit hole country, as far as I’m concerned.
Different, but not different, from Israel.
A crime called a country.
Just like Israel.
Wow. A crime called a country. Love it.
So are you a yout from Dulut? I grew up in minnesloppy.
Close.
Whizz-con-sin.
Almost seventy years worth.
The slogan used to be: Escape To Wisconsin.
I’m tryin’ to escape FROM Wisconsin, ASAP.
Ain’t eezee when ya been hear this long.
But, I been to Dulute.
The Edmond Fitzgerald, and lookin’ for moose’s at the boundary waters.
It snowed here last night.
Fuck!!!
Gotta shovel.
Ya, sure, Wizz CON sin! I love it. My brothers love the boundary waters. I went up there once, heard the loons on the lake in the misty morning with pancakes and coffee. But the can’t see ‘ems and the mosquitos about et me alive. I fled on the nearest freight for Portland. We shovel once a year here! Good thing. I’ll be 80 this year. Maybe you should up sticks for the great northwest before that shoveling kills you! 🫣