I recently started talking with someone who seems to actually value my existence and company… well, I’ve known her for a bit, but she just decided to approach me first about the thought of us getting to know each other more and more. We’ve chatted a lot before, but it was mostly about veganism and insights pertaining to that—not much else, though.
She is incredibly relatable and a very fun person. She doesn’t live near me, but we started sending each other long emails where we talk about ourselves and ask each other questions to know more about each other in terms of our interests, life, hobbies, and all of that—virtual penpal shit, basically. She said she loves doing that, but she’s tried it with a few other people who unfortunately got bored and tired of it.
She told me that she is very closed-off and quiet. She does not feel comfortable talking to most people and is entirely estranged from her family (me too!) Her husband and I are the only people she would consider her friends, and she asked me if I minded being called her “BFF.” And, of course, I don’t.
She is a vegan activist who used to do a lot of street outreach but got tired and stressed because of that so she’s done more chill things like post comics about animal liberation instead. She relates to me in other values as well. She’s not really a comrade, but she knows I’m a Marxist and genuinely wants to learn more about that. She’s an avid reader, so I gave her some basic recommendations and other resources besides books.
There’s a level of understanding here that I feel like I seldom ever get… I’m glad to have her. I get really depressed most nights. I don’t value and appreciate my own life much if I had to be honest, but it makes me glad knowing that someone else does.
Most people are repulsed by me in some way or another, so the fact that she reached out to me just to learn more about me and everything was really nice of her. We’ve vibed in the past, but things have gotten a lot closer now.
If I ever could get out of this shitty state, I’d love to hang with her and her husband IRL. We’d have a lot of fun. Her husband is into metal and really digs my music, too.
Funny story: I’ve been calling her “da GOAT,” and English isn’t her first language, so she thought I was calling her a literal goat, but she took it as a compliment because she really likes goats. She told her husband, an American, and he died laughing from hearing that story.
Funny shit. Behhh 🐐
Unfortunately the old internet was already a poisoned well. Read Kathleen Bellew’s Bring The War Home
Nazis were there from the start.
Haha true. I should have specified for me specifically. I remember emailing back and forth with friends in different states and countries who I would find in the most random of interest forums.
Oh yeah for sure, but you should still read that book it is quite eye opening. The relevant part is regarding the sedition trial of Lewis Beam in 1988 (I think).
He was a white supremacist militia leader of an org called “The Order” which was, you guessed it, based directly on the group in the Turner Diaries. The feds raided their compounds and confiscated heavy machine guns, grenades, a rocket launcher, and dozens of small arms. What they did not take, however, was their computers. Following this the White Separatist movement as it were, went underground, congregating on usenet boards and the like lying somewhat dormant until the rise of social media, and then gamergate where they found their moment to radicalize a new generation of alienated young white men.