Ok so I couldn't get this out of my head and looked it up and it turns out the 'official' rhyme has it's own wikipedia page, but it's nothing like how I remember it? The official version is full of hippos and elephants and shit and she's a kid, it's really weird.
In the version I did at school, Mary Mac was an old lady and she lived in an old house, and I think it was her mother she pushed down the stairs?
This little snippet came back to me while I was doing the dishes- 'down the stairs, stairs stairs' and then something something 'crack, crack, crack, she broke her back, back, back'.
Man I wish I could remember it all, this would have been a fascinating addition to the folklore to record somewhere.
I wish I could tell you. My experiences (also mostly on the NHS) have been just as useless and in most cases far more actively harmful than in any way helpful.
I'm in the UK and while shit is obviously different here, it's still very much the same in some respects. We're all slowly being boiled and there's basically nothing we can really do.
Considering how this has gone for indiginous and black people of your country, who've been dealing with this problem for the last few hundred years, I don't think the issue is with the pacifists/non violent activists on your side. It's with the sheer fucking scale of the power imbalance you're facing.
Like yeah there's now more people in your country being shot at, but the people doing the shooting still have significantly more power.
Are there enough of you collectively now being shot at, to be able to take on the basically all of capitalism that's backing your government, funding your millitary, and controlling your economy?
It's fucking bleak thinking about this stuff. Like even with more Luigi's, how many will it take before the people holding the cards to make things considerably worse for most of society?
I've had this comic saved in my phone for a while now and it seems relevant. What with how well he predicted the future, Orwell being so against pacifists is painfully ironic.
I've encountered a truly depressing amount of self proclaimed 'anarchists' who've gone on and fucking on about how if they could just organise their own paramilitaries and forcibly take over the governments to impose 'totally not fascist, we're the good guys!' mandatory regimes of wealth and resource redistribution on the public, they could really fix everything...
And the worst part is that I get it, I was also once a naive and optimistic teenager who read Marx and thought that if I could just explain things to people the right way they'd get it too, and we could fix everything wrong with the world together because most people were fundamentally good and would want to make the world better, if I could just get them to understand Marxist theory...
Lmao, it was fucking soul crushing realising that's not actually how anything works.
At least back then I wasn't on about paramilitaty takeovers and 'anarchism' though, like I get why more people are armchair revolutionary-ing to those extremes now but that's just so much more fucking stupid than believing people are 'mostly good and should read Marx'.
I try not to interract with these types of people any more, I just wish I could stop seeing them pop up so often.
"We need a revolution and vigilante justice should be meted out on the billionaire class"
I am so tired of seeing this repeated endlessly everywhere by people with no intent to actually fucking do it. Yes everything is shit but you are not improving or changing anything with these empty platitudes.
I know what you mean. There's a street market near me that occassionally gets in the most fantastic produce, it's a bit hit or miss though, even for seasonal as they rarely have the same stuff in each week.
But I still think about that perfect, sun warmed, juicy af yellow melon I bought there a few summers back. That taste was something else, it was like melon³, like there was just so much more melon to this melon. No yellow melon has even come close since then.
Yeah but fruit has also been selectivly bred to be much, much sweeter too though. Zoos now can't feed fruit to animals evolved to eat it as the sugar content has gotten so high.
Ok so I couldn't get this out of my head and looked it up and it turns out the 'official' rhyme has it's own wikipedia page, but it's nothing like how I remember it? The official version is full of hippos and elephants and shit and she's a kid, it's really weird.
In the version I did at school, Mary Mac was an old lady and she lived in an old house, and I think it was her mother she pushed down the stairs?
This little snippet came back to me while I was doing the dishes- 'down the stairs, stairs stairs' and then something something 'crack, crack, crack, she broke her back, back, back'.
Man I wish I could remember it all, this would have been a fascinating addition to the folklore to record somewhere.