@ktneely@bookrastinating.com@bookstodon@a.gup.pe For years, I have been thoroughly convinced that the only reason we eat meals together -- and seriously whole religions have sprung up out of that tradition (Last Supper, anyone?) ...
Is so that we can't hear the disgusting sound of our loved ones masticating.
In one scenario, Open Social wins the day and we all go on socializing openly with moderation depending on where we're doing that socialization. Like now, more or less.
In the OTHER scenario, we're socializing within the proscribed parameters of a Christian Nationalist takeover of the US government.
Wake. The. Fuck. Up. America.
My family has been here since the Mayflower. I'm INVESTED.
Rebel. Disobey, in a civilized fashion. Let's call it...
If I could convince everyone we already lived in a state of anarchy, I'd be 90% of the way to a convincing argument that political change can ONLY EVER proceed from a sustained groundswell of popular support.
That's how women got the right the vote. That's how minority races won the same under a menage of white supremacist, patriarchal cultures.
One thing almost all these cultures agreed on?
Women are property.
And that's where we're seeing bulging in the bulwark.
It cannot break.
We're all monumentally fucked if women lose the franchise after less than a century in most states.
"Culture Wars" falsely frames social change in terms of a "war," when history tells us otherwise. Sure, social change often comes about AFTER wars, but it's unpredictable, and based in cultural forms that existed prior to the war.
These "Culture Wars" are perpetual. They're Orwellian constructs, and we buy into them.
Social change doesn't happen that way. It's always organic. It cannot be sourced from anywhere except US, as individuals, acting in concert with other individuals.
By definition.
That makes Trump's win in 2024 particularly aggravating. It means we are failing to change society. That it's changing in the wrong direction. It's reverting to old, comfortable norms.
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