Trabajando en mi español y mudarme a Puerto Rico y/o España
El plan, en serio, mi novio y yo
Chinga esto país
I just can't fucking take it anymore. We're both working on health careers so hopefully we can transplant. We're trying to be honest with ourselves if we can live somewhere that is having resource issues and possible political upheaval (seems like the straws may finally break the camels back this time). I say yes but, you know, maybe we'll go there for a year or two and see. We're both PR so it'd also be a little bit of coming home in a way also. But if not, we can get expedited Spanish residency thanks to PR citizenship (super interesting!).
The internet has really fucked political discourse up bad. The confirmation bias available is so much more extreme than it ever was before, imo, and everyone is just going in fucking circles when you argue with your shitty family about not shooting black people every week and they don't care what you have to say, and the left won't fight back in a militant, organized, thought out way so fuck it. Not saying those other places are perfect but holy shit I just can't do this place anymore (but I was saying this before trump was on the scene). And clearly we have not advanced since fucking Jim Crow and we should stop pretending. We just get the fucking pigs to do our killing and locking up for us, and permit it, and fund it, and pretend like it's not our fault. I don't know how we ever get past our entire national fucking history so I really want to just quit after being active in political work of all sorts for a long, long time. It's not a I'M GONNA MOVE TO CANADA empty shit thing after doing nothing to try to change things. It's being ground down after trying really hard, politically and personally. If I'm going to be stuck in this world and this body and this brain, it may as well not be in a country I've hated since I can remember and can't do anything to change. At least I won't feel so responsible. And hey, decolonization can be literal, right?
El plan, en serio, mi novio y yo
Chinga esto país
I just can't fucking take it anymore. We're both working on health careers so hopefully we can transplant. We're trying to be honest with ourselves if we can live somewhere that is having resource issues and possible political upheaval (seems like the straws may finally break the camels back this time). I say yes but, you know, maybe we'll go there for a year or two and see. We're both PR so it'd also be a little bit of coming home in a way also. But if not, we can get expedited Spanish residency thanks to PR citizenship (super interesting!).
The internet has really fucked political discourse up bad. The confirmation bias available is so much more extreme than it ever was before, imo, and everyone is just going in fucking circles when you argue with your shitty family about not shooting black people every week and they don't care what you have to say, and the left won't fight back in a militant, organized, thought out way so fuck it. Not saying those other places are perfect but holy shit I just can't do this place anymore (but I was saying this before trump was on the scene). And clearly we have not advanced since fucking Jim Crow and we should stop pretending. We just get the fucking pigs to do our killing and locking up for us, and permit it, and fund it, and pretend like it's not our fault. I don't know how we ever get past our entire national fucking history so I really want to just quit after being active in political work of all sorts for a long, long time. It's not a I'M GONNA MOVE TO CANADA empty shit thing after doing nothing to try to change things. It's being ground down after trying really hard, politically and personally. If I'm going to be stuck in this world and this body and this brain, it may as well not be in a country I've hated since I can remember and can't do anything to change. At least I won't feel so responsible. And hey, decolonization can be literal, right?