If I could title the sidebar pic this morning it would be “hope springs eternal”.

Seeing this image makes me think about Ozark and other friends we have lost.
It feels like we haven’t regained our footing after last summer when the world turned upside down, and we lost two beloved commenters at the same time. I sometimes think about Amir, and I think he would be disappointed by some of what he would see here these days. Steeplejack would have shouted “goddammit!” when we started to go out of bounds, and Ozark would help keep us grounded in a way that helps us all.
Steady as she goes, all of them.
efgoldman would be saying “fuckem” but he most definitely wouldn’t be talking about other commenters.
I think we will find our way out of this disaster, but there’s so much damage already, and there will be more. Still, I believe we will turn a corner and get back to building a better world.
I think it starts with “elbows up” against the enemy out there, and with an extended hand to all the people who are trying to help, not a slap because they are doing it wrong.
“Elbows up” is a great rallying cry for dealing with the ones who are destroying everything. There will be plenty of time to fight about details once the world stops burning, but infighting saps energy that we all need to dig out of this mess. I hope we can all get back to remembering who the enemy is, and who it’s not.
I am reminded of what we used to say about the infighting at the University. You know why the fights are so vicious? Because the stakes are so small.
Impotent anger and fear has to go somewhere. Is it safer for our anger and rage and frustration to leak out sideways here and elsewhere on the internet than to take the fight to the ones who would be content with eliminating anyone who is the wrong race, wrong color, wrong gender, wrong sexuality, wrong religion, wrong anything?
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Albatrossity linked to a story from Minneapolis this morning that is well worth reading. I’m so wound up these days that I don’t generally have the patience to get through a long article, but I read this one all the way through. It’s heartbreaking and inspiring, and I couldn’t look away.
A short excerpt:
Did you hear the one about the St. Paul roofer who was brought to the big public hospital with eight skull fractures and a broken face, and ICE told the nurses he did it himself, running into a brick wall?
All over my neighborhood we keep finding empty cars, the glass shattered into diamonds on the snow, the people missing. Tiny private automotive kristallnachts, everywhere and ongoing.
I talked to a restaurant owner today who told me he’s six weeks from going under.
I’ve been hearing stories of people working 100 hours, clocking in as themselves and then ending the shift and immediately clocking in as their co-worker, because the co-worker has to eat and pay rent and the business might close otherwise.
I know a chef who spends an hour on either side of his work driving all his (legal! not that that matters!) employees to and from work because otherwise…
The people of Minneapolis have it right. They are banding together.








