My parents are eighty years-old, driving for DoorDash (using my car), and they’re putting 1,000 miles on the car a week. There is no lifeline once my car dies, thanks to inflation. There is no other job for them, because no one will employ two octogenarians.
And I can look at the two flavors of conservatism headed our way in November and I low-key hope my mom and dad pass away instead of having to deal with the struggle that’s going to come, because it’s invariably going to get worse. I don’t think civil war is coming, but I do think the capitalists are going to find new and shitty ways to make all of our lives harder.
Um, frustrated.
My parents are eighty years-old, driving for DoorDash (using my car), and they’re putting 1,000 miles on the car a week. There is no lifeline once my car dies, thanks to inflation. There is no other job for them, because no one will employ two octogenarians.
And I can look at the two flavors of conservatism headed our way in November and I low-key hope my mom and dad pass away instead of having to deal with the struggle that’s going to come, because it’s invariably going to get worse. I don’t think civil war is coming, but I do think the capitalists are going to find new and shitty ways to make all of our lives harder.