A train of thought that keeps stopping in the station of my mind:
We think that if we don’t fight for our side, nobody else will. And we’re not wrong. But fighting for ourselves doesn’t have to mean destroying someone else, does it?
Brexiters, White Rights believers, Hindu nationalists in India – they are trying to protect themselves from an Other that exists, fully-formed with distinct characteristics, in their own minds.
No enemy is ever as bad as we think, no ally ever as good.
Everyone has a back story, a justification for the actions they’ve taken, for the course they’re upon and the cause they champion.
But some causes are unjust.
Some causes are cruel.
Some causes should be allowed to die, and those who champion them should be forced to watch them writhe with death pangs, and shudder into oblivion.
No one has the right to lynch someone. No one has the right to rape in retaliation. No one has the right to force their religion down someone else’s throat.
I can’t understand how we’ve reached the 21st century, and this isn’t common practice yet. How is it not par for the course that people treat each other like human beings?
How is it that I can steal your land because I have better allies, or bigger guns, or more money than you? How can I make you feel unsafe because of the colour of my skin or what’s between my legs?
We don’t need the dystopias presented to us by so many young-adult fiction authors today – we’re living in them already.