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One thing you have going for you -- Reality. Rightwingy-ness requires an enormous series of false conclusions and erroneous beliefs. Always behind the smugness and certainty lurks the ever-present Doubt. It is a believe inuspportable by logic, or history, or art, or fact of any kind. It must be woven carefully, and patched constantly. Tough, tough work. Never-ending, and it always, always ends badly. They're frightened, and tired, and they all have a sneaking suspicion that the Fabric is Unravelling. Conservatism is based in the pre-hominid limbic system, ammoral, grasping, greedy, fearful and cruel at its core. Perfectly nice people, but don't turn your back on them. Observe. Learn. Careful.
It's good training for you though, as a young person, to see what you'll be up against along the road -- I did my time in the trenches, down in Phoenix. So many ludicrous lives. So many poor minds, dangerous visions, and tortured spirits. But the Blue Ones shine brightly down there, just like they do in Alabama and Georgia. They make the best art and have the most fun, and living on the Red Edge for awhile can make a little Blue Party rock like no other, because when you find each other, you have found compatriots in Cultural Combat, sharing some scarce Truth in the wilderness of the Planet Of The Apes. It is the most powerful release. It can bring Enlightenment not so easily experienced in safer country.
You found your way here. Automatically you are given clear sight, like in the movie 'They Live'. Amongst these profound, banal, and snippy-snappy threads you will find the greatest single factory of human decency I have ever seen in my life. The Magnificent Democratic Underground changes everyone who stays for any period of time. You will never be the same. Lucky, lucky, lucky. Spread the word. Kpete and babylonsister and H20Man and so many others have got your back, with pure and honest information and analysis. Good People. Honor their service by helping if you can.
Consider yourself So Damned Lucky to be Awake. Consider the fate of millions of tortured souls, twisting in their dark coffins, semi-alive, seemingly strong but so weak, defiant and pathetic and doomed. You are Free. Stay Free.
God I love this place. Right/Wrong/Good/Bad/Kind/Mean, I don't care, I've learned SO MUCH. THIS IS IT. THIS IS THE PLACE.
YOU MADE IT! And that makes you so incredibly special. Revel!
PS: They hate little Stickers Of Truth. Just so you know. Say No More.
PPS: Get tired of the conflict -- head fer any little liberal enclave and take a deep breath. Me -- Northern California. Tiny little university town with lesbian mayors and a lot of scientists and writers. Ahhh. Still -- I hang out in this lovely place a lot. I like the Fact Stream, and the History Trees, and the Soul Flowers. Addictive, isn't it?
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