Dear friends and non-friends, dear class siblings

Dear friends and non-friends, dear class siblings,


if you feel drained, depressed, hopeless, horrified, angry, aggressive, helpless at the mercy of authoritarian power and insanity, all at the same time, then I know what you're talking about. 


You certainly experience something similar at work or in your circle of acquaintances: that people you thought were critical and tough suddenly join in everything. Who maybe sometimes scold about trivialities, but ultimately participate. Run along. Do not question anything. The presented, completely unscientific presentation for a year verily believe. You have thought them wise, for leftists, for peace activists; they may even have studied, but they still believe in the history of the Imperialists, which is so jumbled up that you don't even need a school degree to get behind it.


I do not want to dwell any more on the increasingly absurd justifications of the rulers, with which they justify the permanent, violent surprise. Because everything is said about it, everything is thought about, we know why we are not progressing. We know that it is a complex psychological problem, none of the facts. It is the sum and nature of the life fears that we have built up in our lives. It is our different coping strategies that are either authoritarian or anti-authoritarian. And global capitalism in its brutal imperialist end-time imprint on the threshold of new forms of domination is authoritarian in its whole core. It is actually no wonder when many are authoritarian. And that makes you depressed. 


It makes you so helpless to watch the majority submit, participate. How actual sisters and brothers are on their way to becoming vicarious agents of the imperialist minions, and offer as justification the same absurd stories as our exploiters. It is also leftists who submit to a false narrative of solidarity. It is our attitude to life, it is our coping strategies that separate us. And which, if we have no psychological influence, will ensure that murderous capitalism is replaced by an even more brutal, global technocrat dictatorship, for which most of us will be - and already are-superfluous human capital. 


Recently at a demonstration in Hanover, an activist almost desperately asked where Black Lives Matter remains. Yes, where are they when more and more people die in poor countries as a result of the lockdowns? Simply starve in absolute misery! What's your location? Where are you, black sisters and brothers? Why don't you stand up for the black lives in countries where people don't die from the virus, but from the lockdown misery?


You who call yourselves left: Have you ever dealt with the crisis dynamics of capitalism and with the technological development of it? I'm afraid most people don't. Because then you would know that the global system has long arrived at a point where the vile exploitation of labour power alone no longer produces enough profits for the oppressors. Of course, the richest and most powerful technocrats use the pandemic fear to put their rule on new feet: on the feet of their appropriation of the entire planet Earth with all life on it.


After all, we agree that the capitalist profit machine is in the process of destroying our living space, of destroying our lives. No virus, no disease, certainly not a minimal lethal respiratory pathogen number x, will ever be as brutal as those capital factions that now seize power, subjugate everything, every one of us, all of our lives. Don't you notice? WHY do you keep the imperialists, the dictators, the oppressors and the abusers so busy? Nothing justifies this attitude, not even the plague.


I do not know how the whole thing will end. I feel that adolescents are becoming more and more depressed. That a huge resignation spreads, a lack of perspective. I experience crying old, crying mothers, sad, lethargic children who no longer laugh, in my neighborhood. And I guess most people just don't admit to themselves that a very big role is played by the moment of being overwhelmed by an unpredictable authority. Will we, the overwhelmed ones, still come tomorrow with food, clothing, shelter and warmth, that is, the most necessary thing? What about our children? 


I have no house, no land, as many of you certainly do. I am desperate, looking anxiously at my children. I increasingly lack the drive to fight. If you always run against walls and bounce, that can happen. The sense of the whole suffocates in ignorance. The walls you hit are hard. This makes me aggressive and helpless at the same time. I can no longer work for media that largely ignores what will now determine all of our lives, destroy the lives of the poorest first and already does. In view of the development, of the war already raging at the door, I cannot report on trivialities while ignoring the most important. I can't do that, I can't bring myself to do that. 


And I feel more and more driven into a rigidity. That's not good, I know that. The view must go forward. But the thicket is too dense, the ignorance, the displacement too great. I feel like I'm stuck on hot coals, so stunned by how many former comrades-in-arms are watching the brutalities, the deviant reality, or simply no longer looking closely, fixated on stories in their heads that have been successfully infiltrated by the rulers and become permanent.


Now, this may have all sounded very pathetic. But that had to be said. Nor is it the case that I would not welcome you, who are still closing their eyes, even from a Marxist point of view. I know that. I am convinced that the only thing that can help us out of this situation is a global movement from below. Black and white are united, all workers, all those who have to suffer under the yoke, all those who know and/ or understand the yoke, who do not want this, who wish that all human beings finally live equally together, become involved according to their abilities and receive according to their needs in a humane society, together. We don't have another chance. 


It is not the virus that will kill us. It is not some virus, not some disease. The weapons of the rulers and their vicarious agents will kill us. They are already killing us. Use, abuse, and kill us. By all means. They let us drown, starve, freeze, work to death, die. It does not itch her. They do that all the time. Everything else passes reality. This is our common problem.



Originally posted by Susan Bonath

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