Never threaten.

Even if you have the ability to defend yourself against a bully that is motivated by piss and vinegar, that doesn’t mean you want a target on your back or for them to see you coming.

My guess is that many of the people who are willing to resist kinetically aren’t going to say anything or threaten anyone.

One day, a thug kicks down the wrong door and punches his own ticket. The next day the paranoia grips the jackboots and they start passing gun laws in a hurry.

Lots of cold dead hands after that and no one is willing to volunteer to be first in line to kick off that process.

Some will show up and do things only because they feel the support is out there to act and be seen.

I might make different efforts were I them, but they are at least paddling in the same direction I want to go. I just don’t have the energy to resent how they choose to spend their outrage.

Without even knowing what he spoke about yet, which I don’t, I can respect the conviction of a person who uses their platform to speak when they have rare access to that platform and there’s plenty to talk about.

Plenty of us are going on marathon posting sessions on social media and it’s to a much smaller audience. I have to empathize a little bit with anybody who feels exhausted or overwhelmed by the absurdity of everything but then gets up to speak for a whole damn day on one of the largest stages in the world

Even if the room is empty the audience is global. It may be grandstanding, but that’s part of the job. Getting attention to things you care about is part of the job. People put you there to bring attention to things that they hope that you care about.

If government’s going to work at all people have to give a shit about it and whatever this dude was talking about it’s clear he gives a shit about it.

My hourly rate for tutoring is actually about 50% higher than my hourly rate for on call support which is about 100% higher than my hourly rate for work.

I’m trying to afford groceries here, It’s not 90 days payable It’s pay-per-play. I’m tired of trying to finance an inhaler while the boss’s favorite child can’t decide on a font color and thinks that 5 minute phone calls at 7:30 on a friday are free.