March 16, 2020 [Week 1 of Social Distancing]
[Page 1] What a time to be alive. To be a part of a generation of dreamers who are committed to making it to the top. Yet, the question becomes, will they? Can they? Living in a world where they were sold on an American dream, a capitalist fantasy of pensions and job security. A bourgeois narrative where you could buy your success by going to the right school, majoring in the right discipline/subject and graduating with a fantastic network and years of internships and awards. Yet, we graduated. We did what we were supposed to do time and time again, but in that time the rules of the game have changed. There is no dream waiting on the other side of graduation.
Instead, we were met with crippling debt and crushed determination. We came to consciousness in a world of fewer jobs and greater expectations. Then, to add insult to injury, the backdrop of this
[Page 2] reality shows those in power hoarding their wealth and blaming us for believing that we could be anything as long as we worked hard and followed the dream. They pushed their profits every quarter so high that they were unsustainable. They created an environment, both corporate and natural, that buckled under the weight of expectations.
Where do we go next, when the air is too toxic to breath, the water too polluted to drink and the atmosphere shrinks and falls around us. When the cows can no longer provide, and the chickens have all died, will they finally say enough is enough is enough. This is a new world order, a newly disordered world. We are not familiar with a timeline where nothing is as it was and the plans of yesterday no longer serve the problems of tomorrow. So will we fight, will we figure out a new plan, new ways of
[Page 3] living or will we [be] stuck trying to make a circular world fit into a square box.
Only time will tell, and they are watching, we are all watching and listening and waiting for what is to come. Like the calm before the storm, where do we go next, what does the next chapter have in store for us. There is much to be said about imagining queer futures of communality, a space that operates on ethics of care and cooperation instead of patriarchal models of domination and submission. We must join together, not just because of what we can gain from the other, but because we love them, because they are our friends, our family, an important part of our world. This is not a time to be 1 if that 1 is not for All. What are you going to do? How are you going to do it? Gather yourself, beloved, the time of the moon has come, awaken to the witching hour.