/leftypol/ - Leftist Politically Incorrect

Comrade, forgive me, for I have sinned

Today, something happened whilst I was doorknocking that I believe I won't ever be the same after. It was a large apartment building, you'd think it was an Eastern European commie block from the outside, though it's as well maintained as they were before the fall of the Eastern Bloc. Nonetheless, me and a far older comrade (70 years old) went down the stairs to the 5th floor. We rung a first door, waited a couple seconds, nothing. It's fine. We rung the door next to it, and waited again before heading towards the next door, however we immediately tensed up when we heard chains clanging. The first door we had rung was going to be opened. So, we immediately went back towards it, and greeted the man inside. From the looks of it, he was old, not that old, but old nonetheless. 50? 55? Doesn't matter. And we said the usual things we did: "Good afternoon, we have a little flyer, it's about the mayoral elections-", my comrade said, before being interrupted. The man who had answered the door was visibly angry, and told us that he did not care for left, right, center, up, down or anything else, as he had known this city under the left and the right. His father died in 2009, and he had to take care of his handicapped, sick and dying mother. She died in 2017. In 2009, we, the COMMUNISTS, were in power, and he went to town hall and we simply said we couldn't do anything. We *wouldn't* do anything. He worked day and night, incredibly long hours, he worked his ass off, and had to take care of his sick mother. By himself. We lost the city in 2014, and the situation remained exactly the same. My comrade kept trying to convince him, but I remained silent. I just couldn't come to terms with it… we LET his mother die. We KILLED her. WE have blood on our hands. US. Not anybody else, no, WE.

And he works from 12AM to 1AM, he works security. He works day and night, like I said, and now he's going to retire soon, and you know what? He has so little to retire with. We did nothing to help him. We've stood passively by, allying ourselves with the closest bourgeois leftslop party in order to not collapse, and we did nothing to help him. And people like him. I just can't believe it… We're… We're BOURGEOIS. WE are BOURGEOIS. WE are complicit in the murder of hundreds of millions, no, BILLIONS of people. And this isn't the only thing that happened today. I was biking to the apartment building, following the rendez-vous given to me by my comrades, and you know, I had made a campaign video that went semi-viral locally. Some guys said "congrats on the video, by the way, really!" whilst I passed them, I could only say thank you as I raced through the street whose sidewalk they were on. I smiled, I was so happy. And as I kept going, just 300 meters after that, I was going down a street when I was multiple people beating a guy up. And what did I do? Nothing! I just watched and rode off. I just watched. I just WATCHED. I JUST WATCHED. Is this the price for fame? Is this it? I don't want it, sincerely. And I don't want to let this keep happening. I don't want to watch on the sidelines as people like me, workers, people who live off their work, and barely scrape by, get beaten up by the system. No thanks. And…

I look at my comrades, comrades of the same party that let that man's mother slowly die without any help, and constrained him to work day and night for her, and… I don't see monsters. I don't see murderers. I see people like me, people like HIM. There's no difference. They're just as fucked by the system as he is. So I won't just confess about what happened. He gave up, out of anger and frustration and despair, he gave up. But I won't. I'll fight for him, I'll fight for the man I allowed to get beat up, I'll fight for every person who's been fucked by this system. So next time we have a meeting, I'll talk. I'll talk all night, and I'll tell everybody about exactly what happened, and what we must do. If they don't listen? I just hop off to another party. And if they don't listen? I'll just keep going and going and going and if I have to make my own party, then so be it. Because even if it takes every fiber of my being, every cell in my body, even if it means I'm 6 feet under the dirt, as long as he and every other person gets human dignity, LIBERATION… then I'm fine with it.

And remember, comrades. We have a world to win.