Something white folks like me from "middle class" backgrounds really need to fucking deal with is that privilege isn't just the advantages that put us a little ahead or give us a little more comfort or space or whatever.

Privilege is also having the real ugliness of the "American way of life" hidden from us.

There is no justice here. Our prisons are full of the suffering underclasses that are impoverished, criminalized, & enslaved. Unhoused people are treated like vermin to exterminate.

Financially, my family was at the bottom of the white "middle class", barely able to uphold the image.

There were times my parents barely managed to afford food for all of us. We went through some tough times.

You know what my middle-class ass did not have to deal with, despite that? Being dehumanized as a target for state violence. We weren't always considered the "right" kind of people, but we were firmly in the group: "people the police still speak to with a small amount of 'respect'".

That's the kind of fucking privilege that keeps you docile & asleep.

It's a fucking police state out there already, motherfuckers. They were just hoping you wouldn't notice.

No matter how class conscious we might try to be, how forward-thinking, how interested in eliminating poverty, those of us starting from this point of privilege rarely fucking think about what the real fucking danger of poverty is: becoming an underclass with no way to appeal or escape your unjust treatment.

Every time I start to write like this, I start to worry about somehow "overstating" things or being "alarmist", but fuck no.

I have never been as clear or unequivocal about this as I should be, because the fictionalized "America" in my head still sometimes overwrites the actual United States I see with my eyes, hear reports & witness accounts from, & can look at the data about.

Some voice in my head still tells me it's hyperbolic to speak this way, but that's because I'm fucking propagandized.

A lot of us middle class folks first wake up to the idea that we are being exploited, & if we are empathetic & have some self-awareness, we will get from there to understanding that some people are *more exploited* than we are & we know that we should care about this.

So because we are empathetic & aware, we start demanding things that ought to help all of us, & especially lift up those most struggling.

It's a good start.

It's not a sufficient understanding of the true circumstances however.

Poverty isn't just "can't pay the bills."

Poverty is also "can do nothing about harassment by cops or the legal system."

Poverty is "everything you could do to help yourself or your community breaks some laws or regulations or is functionally impossible."

Poverty is "the State has extreme power over you, because you can't survive without the tiny pittance that is your disability check."

Poverty is "your kids have no future because the State keeps your schools bankrupt."

The reason we can't legislate ourselves out of this nightmare is that our laws exist to *create* this nightmare.

At some point I think we have to admit that what the system *does* is what it is intended to do.

Our "legal" system makes the poor—especially the racialized poor—slaves & prisoners. People often wait months, even years, in jail before they ever face trial, losing everything & being cut off from friends & family despite being convicted of no crime.

At what point is the injustice too much to bear?

"The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas?" Oh if only a single tortured child were enough for us to reject this defunct capitalist nightmare "utopia"!

How many children have to be torn from their parents because of petty crimes, unpaid fines, or simply FALSE ACCUSATIONS before it really disrupts our peace of mind?

How many years of human misery behind bars in torturous conditions are too many?

How many indigenous communities torn apart, harassed, abused, starved, & stolen from?

How many Black men (& Black folks of all genders & children) shot by cops?

How much is too much? What does it take to count as an oppressive police state? How many lives?

Does it matter the color of their skin or the background of their families? Does it matter how educated they are? Does it matter whether or not they are houseless?

No justice. No peace.

Show me how someone talks about unhoused people, & I'll tell you whether they actually care about liberation or not.

Maybe the biggest fucking privilege of all in this fucking country is the fucking privilege of never seeing your parents jailed because they are too poor to do anything about it.

It's never being selected as a target of police harassment.

It's living your fucking days in any way that could make you see the cops as anything other than violent oppressors who fucking stomp you & all your friends & loved ones under their feet.

That is fucking privilege.

My biggest fucking privilege is that I get to live my life in a way where—if I chose—I could spend most of my time pretending I am free.

I'm not. You're not. None of us are.

But some are allowed the illusion if we will just accept with docility the harm which other people experience & show our own deference by behaving as "good, decent people."

Fuck "middle class". Fuck "the American dream". Fuck "upward mobility."

It's not freedom until we tear down the prisons.

It's not freedom until everyone's children have food to eat.

It's not freedom until we stop fucking ripping apart indigenous families, Black families, families of color, poor families, HOUSELESS families...

This is not fucking freedom. This is not "order". This is brutal fucking oppression.

I'm sorry, y'all, I wish this could change with votes & legislation, but until there is a clean slate, all we're doing is trying to tailor the oppression a little more neatly.

It is baked in. You just ignore it because it doesn't align with your image of your comfortable, "civilized", "decent", middle class world. That world doesn't exist, so you can't preserve it. It's a lie. You can't build a better society on a lie.

This is HARD for those of us who have lived decades, perhaps our whole lives, under the illusion of our good, decent, wholesome, middle class way of life.

Like I said, I know the truth of these things & yet I STILL try to censor myself sometimes. I still worry I exaggerate or overstate.

Why? Because the fiction is so comforting & convincing. Because it feels like the truth couldn't possibly be so horrible. I live here, don't I?

The United States is a monstrous State with a monstrous past.

I wish it were otherwise.

I wish that learning the history of this nation was not an exercise in imagining vast & horrible suffering.

That would be nice.

Yet here we are. Until we remake this place, the corpses around the foundations will only continue to accumulate.

There is no good & decent past. There is no stable present.

There is only the hope of a better future built on something other than broken bones & irrigated by something other than blood.

I've said it before: I'm not an accelerationist, because we've already arrived. Actually, we've always been here.

The elitist fascist ethno-state is here.

What are we going to fucking do about it?

Are we going to try to preserve some people's peace & comfort at the cost of the lives & freedom of others? Or are we ready to stop accepting "freedom" & "safety" that requires millions of others to suffer & die?

It is fucking uncomfortable. I bet it's really hard for those among us who have kids, who want them to have stable, comfortable lives. Of course you do! You love your kids.

What about the people whose children suffer abuse in foster care because they have been stolen from them by the State, kids who will never enjoy the stability & comfort that you wish for for your kids?

Are you willing to choose "incremental change" that will result in countless more victims just so that YOUR kids are fine?

If your kids sink into the fully-expendable underclass as its boundaries expand, will you be ready to make the world anew then? Are you waiting until you have lost everything first?

It's not accelerationist to tell you to stop dragging your feet because it's time to fucking pick your side already.

How many more centuries of the exploitation of the poor are we willing to endure, in the hopes that someday we will perhaps free their great, great grandchildren (should they even survive) by means of "incremental change"?

Whenever we talk about "incremental change" we are calculating how many of which people's lives are an acceptable sacrifice to avoid the risk of society-wide upheaval.

The strange thing is, no matter how many years we continue down that path, we never seem to get any closer to "too many". The count always goes up, but so too does the threshold.

If we're going to insist on enacting change "incrementally", we should at least reach a fixed number of how many is too many to keep tolerating: "this many imprisoned, this many killed, this many starving, this many frozen to death on the streets, this many raped," after which it is time to demand "justice now!"

That is...unless you actually think there is no limit which could justify certain other people losing their comfort & safety.

If the cost of change now is too high, then I expect to see you crunching the numbers & keeping track of the data to see if the calculus ever changes.

Otherwise, I would have to think you aren't concerned about people's lives in general, just the lives of the people you choose to count.

Surely there is such a thing as too much, right? Too much cruelty, too much exploitation, too much death to justify the continuation of systems of oppression until they can be "gradually reformed"?

That probably seems really crude, to suggest keeping a body count. Maybe you think "it's not as simple as that."

Ok, then how DO you make this decision? What is your cost-benefit analysis that leads you to say "it would be far worse to stop the oppression-machine from functioning. We must gradually make adjustments"?

What concerns are you weighing there, & most importantly, is there anything at all that would ever change your mind? Or is this one of your first principles?

If there isn't anything that would make you change your belief that incremental change is the only moral choice, how did you arrive at that belief? How do you know it's true? How will you know it is still true in the future?

If there *is* something that would change your mind, then do me a favor: pick that thing & stick to it. If that line is ever crossed, your incrementalism must be at an end, because the cost has now exceeded acceptable limits.

Whenever someone tells me too many people would get hurt if we tried to make big, immediate change, instead of trying to use the current system to slowly steer things, they list what they think the cost of change will be & who will get hurt.

I never see them weigh that against the other side of this: the people who suffer & die from things as they are.

I just want to put the moral calculus out in the open. If you make this argument, you must have determined what costs are acceptable. Tell us.

It's possible some of this will become a moot point sooner than we might expect.

Supply chains are breaking down, the federal government is surely fucking bankrupt, & it looks like the "old order" is going to fucking fall apart without that much help from us.

In this situation we will be forced to come up with alternatives. How do you get members of your community life-saving care when you can't easily get their medications? How do you feed your people? How do we meet each other's needs?

@artemis
I've saved leftover medications that I was taken off of, just in case someone needed them some day. Some may have expired, but they might still be better than nothing!
@artemis And I also pick up shelf-stable food and keep it in my basement, and extra first aid supplies. My grandparents always did that; they were survivors of the Great Depression. It always seemed to me that those days could come back.

@artemis
When the General Strikes start, I will feed and care for people.

#GeneralStrike