No Thrones. No Crowns. No Kings. →
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Rules: no fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
How sick do you have to be to publicly thirst for a concentration camp guard, or to be that concentration camp guard and think, “Oh, gotta go see if I can cash in on this sudden internet fame!”
(Not for nothing: leaning on a wall in a way that visually makes for a nazi salute is maybe not the best look, U.S. Customs and Border Protection, regardless of intent or happenstance.)
This isn’t funny, and it isn’t fun. It isn’t something to “just relax” over. This sort of callous disregard for the severity of what was happening in that room she was in, what’s happening in rooms like that up and down the border, literally is part of how we enable it getting worse.
If she herself actively disagrees with family separation and mass detention, I don’t know what she’s thinking basking in attention she received for being filmed in front of a crime against humanity. If she supports these policies, well, this sort of having fun with it is precisely the problem, and it certainly is perfectly consistent with having secret Facebook groups.
Originally published to write.house by Bix Frankonis. Comments and replies by email are welcome.