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Fuck eh I bet. Solidarity
I was reading The Economist and pop politics books regularly as a tween. I recall questioning my parents and online forum friends about why the hell we were bombing Yugoslavia in '99. I vividly remember the bombing of the Chinese embassy, and being incredulous about the explanation that is was accidental. I was a fucking nerd, for sure, I would probably have been better of spending that time playing soccer.
I'm a writer, sorry but this is really long, I've written about this twenty times before on hexbear too.
I have thought about this so much because I am surrounded by liberals or chuds almost whenever I'm around anyone and their presence constantly reminds me that I'm different and makes me ask: why am I different?
Is the answer dialectical? Yes. I was born different, but my difference was also nurtured.
Reich says everyone has two seeds inside them (two wolves): a communist side and a fascist/liberal side. Our environment nurtures one or the other or both at the same time.
One of my earliest memories is someone holding a styrofoam cup with change jingling in it in the winter in the city. Being bored and friendless in school. Constantly being told that I can do better. Becoming obsessed with books (reading and writing) and video games (and girls who weren't interested in me) as a desperate escape. Getting A's in my high school social studies classes because I actually enjoyed them, even though I was a lib and my teachers and family were all libs.
I'm actually re-reading A People's History of the United States right now for the first time since high school, and even though Zinn has his own brainworms he's complaining about capitalism on almost every page. How could anyone read a book like this and think that there was anything positive about this country? But that was exactly what I did in high school. (The book is pretty sobering because there have been so many huge uprisings in US history that just went nowhere.)
9/11 was my first Tuesday in high school. My mom hung an American flag on our house for a week or so, but thankfully my parents never did anything like that ever again. My dad was working one terrible job after another at that time and he was constantly complaining about corporations and I even made fun of him for it. (He inherited some money a few years ago and has comfortably retired with my mom and now they own two houses but we haven't really spoken in years and they disinherited me because I couldn't interact with them without screaming my head off...they're just CNN libs...anyway...)
I supported the Afghanistan invasion but by the time Iraq rolled around I was against it. I supported Dean (who got ratfucked in a preview of what was to come for Bernard), then Kerry, but I would have told you that I supported him just because he wasn't Bush. My dad stayed up all night to watch the election results. He really thought that W. was going to lose. When I got up for school, he was coughing like crazy, like just physically sick at the thought of another four years of W. But if Kerry had won, we would have gotten the same thing, of course.
Toward the end of high school, I got interested in alternative education because I was tired of being constantly told what to do by teachers and administrators who were deeply unimpressive. We had to make these huge portfolios with examples of all the work we had done over the last four years in order to graduate, and it was just such a pain and we all knew that the portfolios were going in the garbage once we finished. While I was reading some book on alternative education in the school library I looked up and wondered: why can't we have a democratic economy? But there were no Marxist texts around to let this little candle blaze up into an inferno, so the light faded for years. I had a Trotskyist friend at the time but he never talked about politics with me.
I was enthusiastic about Obama in college. We had a huge party outside when we realized he had won. I was so happy there actually, just studying literature for four years, I had lots of friends, I loved my professors, I had no reason to ask serious questions about anything. My favorite professor had grown up in the USSR and introduced us to Soviet films, literature, poetry, and the idea that the USSR was not always a nightmare for everyone, even though she was actually a lib. She showed us the first part of Bondarchuk's War and Peace on a relatively big screen, and it might have been the most impressive movie I've ever seen? I was really awed for every second of it.
I graduated and ended up teaching English in East Asia. I thought the country I lived in had serious problems (not China), and I needed to find out why. When you ask this kind of question, there's really only two answers: either it has something to do with race, or it has something to do with society, history, economics. I knew the racist answer was ridiculous so I did my best to hone in on the society. I read lots of books about that place (all written by libs) and I learned the language. But it still didn't radicalize me. I got married and had kids. We thought life would be better in America, so we moved back to my hometown. That's when my radicalization really began.
This was just after Trump had won the presidency in 2016. I had phonebanked for Bernie because I knew from experience that universal health care was better, but I still voted for Hillary. But I had never really lived in the USA as an adult with a family relatively on my own, and it was shockingly more difficult and inconvenient compared with living in a social-democratic East Asian country, and what was even stranger was that no one seemed to care or even be aware that things could easily be better for 99% of people living here.
I applied for many nice jobs and even got some interviews but they all turned me down. Our savings dwindled. We were renting a small freezing house which was invaded by slugs, red ants, raccoons, hornets, and mice. My spouse was an RN in her her home country but needed to study for a year to pass the NCLEX and get hired as an RN here. Both of us were unemployed for a year, burning through thousands of dollars a month on daycare and rent alone. I made the incredibly foolish decision to run in local elections. I worked as hard as I possibly could. I knocked on thousands of doors. I ran on the same policies as Bernie in a blue area of a purple state. And I lost my first race, 31 to 69 (not nice), to a lib in a primary—a lib who never talked about policy and who promised nothing.
It was devastating to me. I had given everything I could to this race. During the campaign, I had already noticed sabotage and hostility from my fellow democrats (especially the actual officials in the democratic party and the wealthier democrats who were organizing Indivisible meetings), but losing that race really turned me against them. That elected government job was supposed to solve every problem in my life: it had decent pay, health care, all kinds of benefits, and lots of prestige. It was going to prove to everyone that I could make it. But I failed. And I started asking why, really asking why, applying the same kinds of analysis I had learned studying literature and history in college and also in East Asia, but now applying that to America. Why couldn't I get a good job and provide for my family? (My spouse passed the NCLEX, got hired immediately, and saved our asses when we were down to our last few hundred dollars.) I had done everything I could. I had plenty of good experience. I had a college education. I worked hard and did my job. Forget electoral races—why wouldn't anyone hire me to do anything that looked even remotely acceptable? Someone on reddit mentioned r/chapotraphouse, and the memes made me laugh, I could relate so much to everyone complaining about liberals, and they told me to read Marxist theory and history, and I did, and here I am. My radicalization has continued. The pandemic radicalized me further. Training and working in a blue collar field radicalized my further. Palestine radicalized me further. Because I was so desperate to talk with people who actually cared about these things, I started chatting a lot on Hellotalk, and now I have friends in Syria, Palestine, Iraq, and Iran, and I've had to watch all of them wonder if they were going to get killed by the USA/isn'treal, and for what?
My anger is incandescent, my sadness is profound, but everyone around where I live is still doing 2015-style politics. I tried organizing here; it all went nowhere. I ran in more electoral races and even won sometimes, but I quit when I realized that the police really were going to kill me if I (an elected official) kept talking about defunding them. I would get killed or thrown in prison, and what would I have accomplished? When you win these races and find yourself at the table with other elected officials, you just have another layer you have to break through in order to help anyone who isn't a fucking millionaire. As we all know, the police and the courts make it nearly impossible. Doing a revolution is simpler, or it would be, if 70%+ of this country wasn't fascist.
I grew up white, cis, male, and relatively privileged. My family didn't take a real vacation until I was 18 or so, but I never went without necessities. I had to get fucked so hard in so many different ways to finally conclude that actually, America isn't a good place. America isn't a good society. And the only good people are the ones who are actively fighting it. I didn't become a Marxist-Leninist until I was around 30 years old.
The truncated timeline of my journey to communism
kid: no politics head empty
tween: america good
teen: america really good (9/11) but also bush bad, war bad MAYBE (?) but respect the troops oohrah
young adult: typical lib who watches comedy central and think's he's above it all because south park funny
adult: women bad, obama bad, gamergate, antisemitism good, jews all the world's problems
30's -- Now: major life events, holy shit I've been lied to my entire life, we needed a communist revolution decades ago, full tankie, deprograming brain from fash shit
Well I thought 9/11 was a scary movie about a smoke monster eating people, so definitely 2003
I'm pretty certain yours is a pretty normal political experience - above average really, considering you've actually engaged with political theory enough to see the world from a wider perspective at any point in your life. You will find people who were politically aware from quite an early age, but they have material circumstances that steered them that way - my parents were already Marxists, so I was attending protests while still in a pram, but that's not an avaerage childhood.
I like to chalk it up to my insatiable urge to be correct. Every other political ideology I encountered would eventually hit a major inflection point where the contradictions stopped making sense. "Wait, how is the company town functionally different from a regular town? Wouldn't the 'taxes' be taken in the form of less wages to pay for infrastructure?"
Around age 9 during the 2000 American election and then 9/11 happened and the subsequent wars. Ive always had pretty strong views against killing people and didn't think anyone who was being attacked had it coming at all.
I remember being aware of some of that and going "lol america so dumb they don't even know saddam didn't do 9/11" no further thoughts
I recall the day the war in Iraq was gonna start we were driving up to my grandparent's and I was still naive enough to think there was some chance saddam had nukes cause I was 12. I had also just played the first 2 mgs games and had given deterrence theory some deep 12 year old kid thoughts and concluded that if you truly suspect a hostile country has nukes the last fucking thing you should do is start bombing them. They'll be way more likely to use those nukes. So to calm my fear of nuclear armagheddon cause I didn't have a realistic idea of how big an atomic explosion was, how many Iraq could have if they had been pursuing them and they probably weren't gonna launch an ICBM at nova scotia and if they did we were way the fuck out in the sticks visiting my grandparents and very safely outside the danger zone unless they wanted to nuke a forest or a two lane highway or a lake, I digress. To calm my fears my parents assured me there is no way in hell Saddam has nukes and the Bush admin was just making shit up so they could bomb Iraq. And while that was a relief in terms of my own safety but that was replaced with concern for the people, especially children my age living in Iraq. I had a full fucking freak out over the idea of being bombed. It was a certainty for these kids. Seeing the night vision footage of first bombs raids on CNN at my grandparent's house is burned into my memory. Ever since a part of me had always been angry. The most powerful country in the world is run by sick butchers. I blamed the bush admin and sorta more broadly the military industrial complex as I started understanding stuff more and more. My need to look into pretty much anything im not satisfied with my understanding of led me more and more left and now here I am
I was kind of politically aware since Middle School during the Iraq invasion, mostly because I watched MSNBC every night with my dad over dinner. I'd say I only actually became class conscious after I graduated from highschool into financial crisis and Occupy and Wikileaks and the Arab Spring and "we came, we saw, he died, haha!"
And then it took another 10 years to finally start reading theory. Embarassing!
I didn't read any theory til i was like 27
Well like I said, 10 years after highschool - 28 for me.
a combination of catholic social teaching and a close family member dying as a result of capitalism and the us government when i was a child primed me for being on the left despite the fact that i also come from a pretty privileged and republican background, but i didn't really get there until bernie 2016, when i was around 18-19. the catholic thing might sound odd but i remember being taught at sunday school as a young kid that we have to love every single person on earth because that was what jesus meant when he said that we have to love our neighbors like we love ourselves. up until bernie i was basically an enlightened centrist really because i wasn't able to see outside the dem-rep binary and i just thought "both of these parties suck so obviously the truth is in the middle of the two of them " . bernie's run taught me that socialism wasn't just "janitors get paid the exact same as brain surgeons" which is pretty much verbatim what i was taught in middle and high school. i started reading some leftist theory and it didn't take long after watching bernie getting ratfucked for me to get more radical
watching the bombs drop in Baghdad at age 10 was probably my first "are we the baddies" moment. after that I could trace my political development through the punk bands I listened to as a teen. when I liked Green Day I was anti-Bush but not really a leftist, my first exposure to anti-capitalism came from listening to Refused, and then getting into more anarcho-punk bands made me hate cops and the US military but still had "communism bad" brainworms. by my early 20s I had slipped back into being more of a radlib/socdem (Bernie 2016) and like most of you gradually became more of a socialist/communist from there
Hey youre me
Yeah I listened to a lot of political music and all the messaging rolled off like water from a duck's back. System of a down and lamb of god especially having blatant Anti war messages just
Grew up in a household that always had the news on. Just watched us drop bomb after bomb on cities, as the reporters would stand there in glee as soldiers marched through streets. I was taught "this was normal" by everyone except my family, who deeply distrusted anything the government said. So i grew up anti-war just on principle. Later got super into union history, as i saw people with the same jobs my family had fight against people doing wrong to the. And also ww2, where i questioned why we hated the Soviet Union so much if we fought alongside them during the war.
Finally, in high school, my history teacher brought out a hat full of names so we can do a deep dive into a historical figure and write out a detailed report on who they are and what they did.
I pulled out my ticket: Vladimir Lenin.
"I've got a golden tiickeetttt"
Yeah, not to do a big "i wuz a commie b4 u" thing, because i did not take that assignment as seriously as i should have. I was still a dumb teenager that couldn't care less about school. But, it did force me to actually read theory. Before that i was like "Castro is cool because he has a beard, smokes cigars, and Cuba is cool". Afterwards, i still went lib, but at least i was a "Castro and Lenin are cool, but Stalin and Mao are bad guys" lib. Eventually i also had to self-reflect on why i held those opinions, because as far as i know, i never actually bothered to look up what they did, just repeated what everyone else said.
I wore one of those 'che guevara hats' (I don't know the real name) with the red star and everything but just because it drew attention
A beret?
Yeah, i usually just wear trucker hats with whatever emblem i feel like having. Been rocking a hat with the palestinian flag for a while.
Yeah growing up I always wondered why people would say "you know mao killed more people than hitler" but still hitler was the one held up as uniquely evil.
Typing that out I can see the path i didn't take and I'm grateful
I remember being in college and seeing this bad boy
i was an Obama fanatic in the second grade. learned about socialism in the 9th grade, communist by 12th grade.
I don't even remember grade 2, how could you have been an Obama fanatic? Genuinely curious
we learned about it in class and debated eachother, we read the kids times magazine, we thought obama was gonna cut the school week down to four days a week and give us all free yummy lunches. also i wanted a president that looked like me (i thought hillary was cool for being a woman but i heard she was gonna send us to war and i thought that was scary) . i made a full presentation for my family as to why they should vote for Obama. its one of my few memories i have of second grade tbh. oh and i thought obama was anti war and i was very anti war becuase duh
Politicians are always saying they'll extend recess but they never deliver.
I'm trying really hard to remember if we did anything even close to that in grade 2 but all i remember is having my deck dumped out in front of the class because i was unable to keep it clean
i was most radicalized by learning about Vietnam first and then the black panthers through that. was a ho chi mihn stan in 11th grade, got very into the 60's and 70s in general. learned about the soviet union through a boy i thought was cute.
Liberal background radiation
Pretty young. I’d say around 8. My dad was actually happy he had a buddy to watch the Simpsons with, and it’s how I became a bit more cynical, and my k-12’s social studies class touched up on elections and presidential history. Anime also introduced me to an appreciation for foreign cultures including non-western ones, so for most of my life I was a lib even if I didn’t have the language for it. As for my folks, they were very middle of the road and never liked to talk about politics so I wasn’t swayed one way or another.
I was really happy when Obama won and I watched a lot of reddit atheist content when I was in middle school smirking to myself on how much smarter I am than the hogs. However, I made a brief dip to the right when all the anti-SJW stuff got started but came back after I was then exposed to a leftist on ifunny of all places, and the rest is history.
from childhood my dad gave some consciousness. he was a Vietnam vet who was drafted against his will and was resentful of his experiences. He wasn’t necessarily versed in theory but he was as a result pretty fiercely anti war. He struggled with ptsd and health effects from agent orange exposure for the rest of his life. The second point stuck with me and with early Internet access I researched that very young. PTSD is kind of inherent to warfare but a poorly tested ecological weapon that is essentially chemical warfare because of how much cancer, birth defects, etc it causes? And then dropping propaganda on the country to claim it was safe even though scientists were protesting its use domestically? Starting to form the opinion the US is maybe a shithead state and not the “good guys”
High school was 9/11 and Iraq/Afghanistan which was a lot of firsts. Going into this was more of a traditional 90s counterculture “fuck the system” anarchist queer kid. The context of the times was different though; had friends who were shitheads. A lot more was tolerated then. 9/11 was shocking but also what prompted some of us to start researching what could’ve prompted such an attack and the history of imperialism. This led to lots of tension and some friend group fracturing as many buried their heads in the sand believing the attacks were out of spite (the gwb “they hate our freedom” narrative).
This is also around the time I became vegan, although admittedly I stopped for a brief period in my late 20s. That was around 16? Iirc. This was wholly for welfare reasons so i consider that politically informed
As an aside I remember my dad genuinely researching places to send me as the Iraq war started. I was about to turn 18 and he was terrified of another conscription. I had 2 friends from high school enlist and they were killed, I don’t know how to feel about it. I am sad they were exploited and destroyed for imperialist machinations so that they could pay for college, I guess. I am far more sad somewhere between 600,000-1,000,000 Iraqis were murdered.
Shaped from there, lots of reading, went to college and formed new social groups, internet matured, etc this is like 2005 era and when I start getting into reading various philosophers, the classic college freshman ones like Nietzsche and Sartre, then a ton more. Eventually that came into Marx and Engels, etc.
I struggled throughout life defining political concept. Anarchy felt wrong because especially the more i learned about logic and thought about it the state seemed inevitable but i also despise hierarchy. I do believe capitalism is inherently and deeply flawed and i do think communism is a superior model but it is still flawed because it ultimately relies on creating a system wherein some people are more important than others which opens the doors for corruption and avarice, which are part of human nature. I believe this is necessary though, at least for the foreseeable future, because while technology and automation could enable people to self govern we are not at a point where such technology can be deployed in a trustworthy state and protected from malicious actors. in the meantime literally any communal model would be a vast improvement. Why fight each other when we can work together? But with this last point I suppose I am preaching to the choir
I don't have much to add just wanted to acknowledge that I read this and your story