Another year of a socialist

I've always been a socialist. From when I was very little, and I had this album full of stories of the inequality between poor and rich, between strong and weak, between those who serve and those who are being served. Of women and men.

I am proud to call myself a socialist. A feminist. And also a nature-loving fucking hippie who think way to much of the worlds destruction and way too little of consuming while there is something to consume.

I've been told over the years, that I am naive, that I believe in a utopia, a false thought that we're all equal. I've been told that capitalism is the only economical system that can, and do, ensure freedom for us all. I've been told that the people who are weak probably deserve it (they're not productive, so why should the society have to carry them?) . Or that they're just unlucky to have been born in the wrong part of the world, the wrong country, or maybe they're just "white trash".

That the slave system of children is inevitable because the people "over there" doesn't know better.

I've argued about global warming, I've discussed racism with bigots, I have sworn my way through talks with fundamentalists of any type. I've defended peoples right to believe in God, the universe or what the hell they want to believe in, but not the right to look down at others who have another view.

I've always known that women and men are equal, in some ways. I absolutely believe that we're all alike. That men and women should be treated equally, that no one gender has the right to be the boss over the other gender. But... truly, I never saw the point of fathers that much... sorry guys! I am sure that many men make great fathers! Liam has a good one... But - I believe that from the beginning, it was us, the women, who took care of our own offspring. We fed them, we looked after them so that they wouldn't get burned on the fire, who gave them the abilities of living in the harsh world. And yes, I still have that feeling, that the mothers of the world are the important ones, when it comes to children. I do know that being a mother, it was a 100% easier for me to be alone with my son, than having to share him with someone who called it "baby-sitting" if I left for a few minutes. A mother is never baby-sitting. She is just there, with the children. (Call me bigoted here, insults are also okay)

Sometimes I am sick of myself. I can't be over-joyed when my friend goes of to Thailand for a warm holiday in our dark, cold winter. Because all I think about, is the amount of ice that melts by the airplane flying them from A to B. (Consider this: One person’s round trip from London to Miami has the same climate-damaging effect as one year’s driving around in a regular gas-powered car. In other words, 12 hours in the air equals 365 days on the ground. You can recycle, compost, buy local and organic, and use public transit, but in terms of carbon emissions, if you are a frequent flier, all your efforts to live green get cancelled out.) From here

I can't think of how much fossil fuel we burn during the darkness here, in the cozy candle light, some to actually save in on the heating-expenses and how we've come so far in this country, to not use fossil and here we are, doing it to our self by our paraffin candles.

I can't seem to forget that we, us here in the west world, eat more red meat than ever before in the history of men. Even though we KNOW that it is killing our world. (and by the way, our candles which aren't paraffin are made by the parts of the slaughtered cows and pigs....) (Watch Cowspiracy, to learn more about what red meat-eating is doing to our planet. It's on Netflix!)

I don't really want to be part of the throwing-away-culture that we have now, instead of a repairing-culture, that we used to have. Where do all those old but fully functioning smart phones go really? All those itty-bitty parts...? The parts that are right-out bad for our environment. Where do they go to die?

I can't stop thinking about those men and women who sit outside day in and day out, on our streets, outside our stores, in order to get something, just anything, to help them help their families. And for people to say that they're all doing it even though they're already so well off... well try to sit outside just for a couple of hours....without a toilet or shade from the winds, the snow and the rain. People who don't see them, who don't want them there, who just step over them, or even spit on them for existing in the same world as us. And there they sit, smiling at all of us, being so humble that it makes me want to scream out loud - don't take this shit, don't believe that this is what you're worth! Don't, please don't.

I am baffled that people think that they can choose to believe in global warming, and us ruining the planet. Choose? It's a choice? Even a president in the worlds most influential country is standing up, and he is just "calling it as it is" ...you know that saying that people say about people they admire. Even if it is wrong or right. It's just the way it is. Yeah right.

I am thinking about fish. So many people eat fish but not red meat, or poultry. Let me tell you though, that with the speed of over-fishing that we go in right now, we wont have any fish to eat in just twenty years. The fish will be gone, ooops, forever.

As will unique herbs, plants, animals and AIR to BREATH if we don't stop cutting down valuable forest.

Palm-oil. Soy. Corn.

Or just plain consuming of anything wood. The Swedish nature is going distinct! And the smart way they're doing it, they leave the forest as it is, next to the roads or the train-tracks, and behind is mile after mile after mile of slaughtered forests. They plant fast-growing trees, scary places with trees stacked so close to each-other that no one can walk in to them, no one can enjoy picking mushrooms or berries between them, no animals can survive there.

We hope for money. We want money. We can't think of a world without money. We want more, and more. We want to fill our lives with things that we can buy with money. We do not want to go without, not without any of the new cool things that us in the west are privy to. We want to buy our children the happiness they deserve. We want to have that latest invention, the thing that will complete us, that thing that we just can't go without. The new car. The new house. The bigger flat. Hey, we deserve that surely! We want that cup of coffee and if I don't use the plastic, then someone else will, right?

And here I am. I am thinking about all that plastic in the oceans and our coasts and I can't stop the thoughts from coming. They're in my dreams.

There is no way that I can buy my food without getting the plastic wrapping. There is no way of buying gifts or essentials without it? The packaging is something we easily could stop from going this or more crazy.

Some days I sit and I think about every food store that is out there. I start with the ones close to me, and then I google the store chains and see where the other ones are. And they are so many. I want to swear, I want to say FUCKING many. And every one of them have all these things, all these products, and all this plastic. All these palm-oil-produced food, and the GMO's and the fruits not in season and the cheap stuff.

I can't stop thinking of it all. And there are so many more things going on. We're ruining the planet. WHY DOESN'T PEOPLE NOT ONLY CARE BUT ACT TO SAVE IT, TO HELP IT????

Why don't I?

Does it matter what I do?

Yes yes yes yes yes yes