There’s a certain selection bias to the “Weak Men, Hard Times / Strong Men, Good Times” just so historical analysis. You don’t talk about all the folks that die during good times or bad times. You just point to the old people and your brain slips right past the selection bias that allowed them to live and others to die.
Trying to blame this generation or that is a fool’s errand. What do you tell a population of Gen Xers who were dragged out to the suburbs and raised in these segregated hermitages for twenty years, then plunged into the capitalist meat grinder at the tail end of the post-war boom years? “Hey, you should have all just psychically linked up and formed a socio-economic Voltron to change a century’s old system overnight”?
What do you say to all the children of WW2 refugees who washed up on America’s shores and struggled to carve out a life for themselves in the graveyards of the First Nation’s people? Or the Cold War refugees - the Korean and Vietnamese and Indonesian and Taiwanese and Venezuelan and Cuban and Spanish and Russian and North Africa and… and… and… - who came into the US as children and were promptly indoctrinated to hate their home countries by the white supremacist majordomos of the American imperial class?
Its easy to blame yourself or your neighbors or your generation. Its hard to see the bigger picture and how each of us fit into it. Its hard to know if we’re doing the right thing, or doing enough of the right thing, or who is with us and who is against us given the sheer tsunami of bullshit in our information networks.
We’re playing the game on Hard Mode. And I don’t think anyone who cares enough to question and inquire about their efforts can really be held to blame. It’s the folks who have burned the ability to care out of their souls that hold us back. And that’s not a decision unique to a region or time period.
There’s a certain selection bias to the “Weak Men, Hard Times / Strong Men, Good Times” just so historical analysis. You don’t talk about all the folks that die during good times or bad times. You just point to the old people and your brain slips right past the selection bias that allowed them to live and others to die.
Trying to blame this generation or that is a fool’s errand. What do you tell a population of Gen Xers who were dragged out to the suburbs and raised in these segregated hermitages for twenty years, then plunged into the capitalist meat grinder at the tail end of the post-war boom years? “Hey, you should have all just psychically linked up and formed a socio-economic Voltron to change a century’s old system overnight”?
What do you say to all the children of WW2 refugees who washed up on America’s shores and struggled to carve out a life for themselves in the graveyards of the First Nation’s people? Or the Cold War refugees - the Korean and Vietnamese and Indonesian and Taiwanese and Venezuelan and Cuban and Spanish and Russian and North Africa and… and… and… - who came into the US as children and were promptly indoctrinated to hate their home countries by the white supremacist majordomos of the American imperial class?
Its easy to blame yourself or your neighbors or your generation. Its hard to see the bigger picture and how each of us fit into it. Its hard to know if we’re doing the right thing, or doing enough of the right thing, or who is with us and who is against us given the sheer tsunami of bullshit in our information networks.
We’re playing the game on Hard Mode. And I don’t think anyone who cares enough to question and inquire about their efforts can really be held to blame. It’s the folks who have burned the ability to care out of their souls that hold us back. And that’s not a decision unique to a region or time period.