

Rip - I loved WoW’s art style as a kid growing up playing free trials over and over on burner email accounts
Rip - I loved WoW’s art style as a kid growing up playing free trials over and over on burner email accounts
May 1st
Aka international workers day
It was partially coined in remembrance of the Haymarket massacre when the government and capitalist elites deployed armed forces against workers during a general strike, and also after othet strikes around the world and in the US that gave us the standard 40 hour work week.
Be prepared! A general strike is scheduled for Mayday 2028, with UAW and CTU.
SAVE AND PLAN WHAT YOU CAN!
So that you can strike yourself, and so that you can help your neighbors, your coworkers, your comrades strike!
We’ve got 3 more years to prepare for ~10 critical days. If we are all serious about it and spread the word, and are truly prepared for the event, our demands and thus our conditions will improve greatly!
It is up to us.
Do we choose to accept the working situation we have become entangled in, or are we willing to sacrifice for something better?
Agreed
And so I come full circle on this response and just want to encourage you with some substance that we are in the process of the second American Revolution, which will remain bloodless if the left allows it to be.
I never noticed before, but my internal monolog mispronounced “reining” as “re-ining”, and it makes the meaning much more literal and I like that, also makes “re-ining in” seem redundant
Edit: Doing some light double checking, they do not seem to be fundamentally related
Rein traces back to PIE as *ten: relating to stretching/holding And in traces back to PIE as *en: still meaning in/into/around
I’ve thought about this to, I’m doing quite well financially, not rich, but rich enough where I could buy a humble couple acres in the countryside and do sustenance farming/gardening while following my hobbies and doing small work to sustain myself slowly rather than working my big corporate job and paying a mortgage and running the capitalist treadmill
I haven’t made the decision yet, but I’m building towards it
I have a nice, but small, garden in my backyard with a hammock, and I find myself escaping to it whenever I have a spare moment because its one of the very few places I feel calm and happy and meaningful - and eating veggies, herbs, and flowers strait from the garden, from your soil and labor, is something that truly is special and not reproducible at any store or restaurant - no matter how fancy
I think I’d rather live slowly and simply and humbly with my garden and hobbies, than how I’m living now rushed, complexly, hollowly in the city with my corporate job