WHO IS THE IMPOSTOR?
It's me. I'm on the chrome throne. The Porcelain Throne.
I am an impostor. Just feeling mad about shit and shit. Throw it all away. Shit the shitty shit in the shithole and flush
The shit? Capitalism.
This is some real shitty shit. It keeps people harming each other in order to win this game. The prize for winning is food security but the cost of winning is your ability to envision a better world. You get lost in a trance of quick fixes. Of more games where dollar signs and decimals and making the rules a little different to make it more fair for some folks. But we need to stop playing the game entirely. We're capable of just treating each other kindly and providing for each others' needs without capitalism's games. We can make and we can share and we can play other games that really are just for fun and our success at them can be totally unrelated to whether we have good food and a warm house and the opportunity to rest in the company of people who love us, and make things that make each others' lives better and explore and make things that make our own lives better and tell stories.
WE FUCKING CAN.
It's so annoying that there's a couple bullies who are making us play this damn game with them.