Anger

The privileged should be forced to make the case for why their happiness supersedes the happiness of the less privileged thereof implied by the privileged demanding fealty to a legal system that establishes a de facto class system.

The privileged favor hierarchy, by whatever means guaranteed to preserve the social order. Their authority is maintained through wealth and power, not morality; though, they conflate the two as if rights are intrinsic to power.

When I say “forced”, I mean this in every sense of the word. Not even their lives should matter until they show the same courtesy to the underprivileged of society, by changing this system under which we are all forced to live from birth—a system that, make no mistake, is killing people.

For all of you obedient, law-abiding readers of the bourgeoisie, I say to you: wherefore is murder justified when done in a suit and tie behind a desk, but not by using these bare hands, or when done from behind the barrel of a gun? The former but trickles down to assume the form of the latter, anyway, whereby the most vicious, racist, morally destitute thugs on the planet known as United States law enforcement unquestioningly do your bidding.

To wit, Big Tech finds itself in quite the moral quandary today. It claims to be a tool of the people, yet it, too, carries out your bidding, only for its leaders to assume your function and, in turn, tower over you. Thus, social media, controlled by Big Tech, is now entirely a tool of the police state.

Alas, you have forfeited any right to contradict me. You were asked to fix the problem for the betterment of society last year and not only did you refuse, you allowed the problem to retaliate as it revolted and rampaged through our streets all across the nation; thence, neither your words nor lives matter to me.

You all are able to return to normal. This is because most of you do not have 2020 etched into your memory as I do. You see, never will this mysterious, cognitive perception of time we call “memory” ever allow me to do so, for mine seems to function too well. Each day I awaken to bloody mental images of police just feet away kicking kids in the face and firing upon the elderly with riot munitions. This is not some lesser known secret, you can google these horrid scenes. Your insistence to forget this ever happened is truly a sin.

Last year, I saw police send people to the hospital countless times, arresting their victims who could manage to still walk after being brutalized—all for doing the very thing we were taught to do from the first day of school: stand up to power. In retrospect, I do not know how I am not in jail or dead right now. Others were not so fortunate. I think about this every day, now.

Why do I seem so angry? If I were you, I would not ask me this question. It is a red flag immediately alerting me to your ignorance—an ignorance that somehow managed to persist throughout a global pandemic and everything that now follows in its wake. For me, this includes far fewer friends and fans, if not from Covid-19, then the same unacceptable ignorance.

To add insult to injury, I continued having to deal with such ignorance under my own roof long after everyone else called themselves returning to “normal”. What one observes of my writing, rants, and raves is not at all anger but indeed salvation from it. Pray you never know this feeling, and also pray you never ask me such a thing in person.

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