Also like once upon a time I was one of those people who was really dismissive of theory

And then I started reading theory and like… it gave me so many incredible and nuanced ways to describe my situation and the world around me, and gave me so many frameworks for analyzing situations and what not… that I can only say… read theory, and like I know academic language is dense and a pain in the ass sometimes, but like, once you get through the layer of dense academic language it’s like reading the secrets the bourgeoisie have been trying to keep from you all your life.

Sometimes I Wish I Were Rich As Fuck

But then I remember that I couldn’t enjoy it because I’ve seen how the system that creates that type of immense personal wealth grinds people down, I wouldn’t be able to forget friends unable to afford food, I wouldn’t be able to forget the pain and exhaustion of people dear to me, the death toll of the inhuman capitalist machine.

Then I wish that I was rich as fuck so I could fund the revolution.