#anarkiddie

You know what, I am an Anarkiddie. You say 'kid' with such venom. It's not even given the same respect as 'child'. I've seen those posts about how the child wants the world to be fair and the child is right. But what about the kid? The kid that isn't even thinking about fairness but just wanting to play. I'm that kid. I want my friends back. My friends who grew up. I've tried to resist childhood nostalgia, but at least back then play was expected! Now what are you expected to do with your friends? Talk and sit down and talk about the same things and the same lives for hours on end and pretend you're not dying slowly? And more and more friends every year don't even have time for that! I don't have a detailed plan! I don't know how to ensure everyone would get the supplies they need to live post-revolution! But I need this to stop! I would reduce every complex and nuanced system in the world to nothing for a day of playing with any of the of the special angels I called friends who have been reduced to ghosts in hamster wheels.

While I think that “leftist unity” is mostly a liberal pipe dream, I see absolutely no sense in slinging pejoratives like, “anarkiddie,” at one another. It is clearly important to hammer out theory and organizational strategy within leftist spaces, and I’m not saying that individuals should simply tolerate one another rather than treat each other seriously. Instead, take a fellow leftist seriously and refrain from using name calling in genuine discussions insofar as the discussion is fruitful and sincere within both camps. It is fundamentally non-Marxist as well as dangerous to refuse to learn from each other’s perspectives in leftist spaces. We will of course remain divided on important issues, but discussion and debate (again, with sincerity and genuineness in us) can only lead to further understanding and progress.