Which Side Are You On but the West Virginia Army National Guard are advancing up the valley

I hate the people around me, specifically the way that they are, and how they disrespect their own history. I am ashamed to say that, but I can't keep silent any more. These people are fucking cowards. Appalachian people like to walk around with a "fuck the rich man" attitude, but these people are *bottoms* when they say that.

In Eastern Kentucky, workers are absolute cucks to a degree I struggle to express. The coal wars took place in the 1920s. One hundred years ago, miners stood together and said "fuck you" to the bosses, and declared war on corporations, PMCs, and the fucking national guard. They literally fucking killed the people trying to oppress them, and they were right to do it. Their reward was better pay, improved safety conditions, and a chance to live another day, even if only their children got to fully realize it.

Nowadays, the bootlickers around me are crying out "please daddy make strikes illegal". The indoctrination by corporations is terrifying. This phenomenon isn't even specifically mine workers anymore. I don't give a shit what industry you work in, as a working person, you are my sibling. But how can you live with yourselves? How do you sleep at night after spending a day begging to be oppressed?

Your grandparents are ashamed of you. Your great grandparents would spit on you, and disown your names. You're shitting on your family legacy, on your birthright, and the sacrifices made by your fellow men.

I know it is no longer the 1920s. Coal is not now that power which in old days moved heaven and earth. But working people still live, we still work, and we still make the world turn. Labor still make The Machine go 'round. Sometimes the gears of progress are lubricated with blood. We would do well to remember that.

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Which Side Are You On but the West Virginia Army National Guard are advancing up the valley

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