You were really on to something. Ideas were proliferating. You were ready to fight the fight of your lives. You had a candidate named George McGovern, and his radically progressive platform was a vision for this country that aligned with your vision of a just and true society. You fought hard.
Then you lost, and you’ve been surrendering ever since.
Since I was born I’ve been living in a world that is nothing short of wildly fucked up, and my anger at that fact has often been met with a condescending response that my diagnosis of the ills of my society was an immature rebellious phase and I’d eventually get over it and accept complacency in the face of injustice, inequality, genocide, war, and all the other wonderful things the usurpers of our society have conditioned you to believe are fundamental laws of human nature and social design.
I did not.
I am in my mid 30’s and I have not gone the direction you’ve gone. I did not ‘grow up’ into a mode of acceptance of a system that is actively trying to kill my humanity. I did not one day decide to just ‘go with the flow’ and start accepting everything. I have not ever stopped believing that we as a society can rise up and slit the proverbial throats of our feudal lords, letting their blood drain pathetically into the sewers of their streets. Our streets.
Bernie Sanders is not George McGovern. Contrary to popular belief among some groups, history started before the 1960’s. Humanity has a long and storied tradition of people finally saying enough is enough and then banding together to get done what needs to be done. The story of people being finally pushed to their edge and accomplishing what seemed impossible is a tale as old as recorded time.
If you’re not up to the task, then sit the fuck down. We are up to the task, and we are rising the fuck up.