10/21/2024
"In San Francisco as in every city of California we had won the argument, not by establishing our reasons and defending them, but by silencing our friends and our pairs through mockery, insinuation, brute force and venomous rebukes. In the cruel opprobrium and crueler exigency (my contributions) of the movement’s final November there was no levity or hope left to keep it alive. There was not one gossamer shimmer to give us hope. The funders saw the consequences before we did. We defaced our movement, the corvids lined up, and the foundations turned their backs.
Did a meme affect the outcome of an election? Did we demotivate enough Mexicans and Central Americans with ballots in the mailbox to sway the outcome and divert history? Did Iñiguez’s blog, Yessika in her ROTC uniform and myself hypocritically with Kant underarm succeed in accelerating what was before 11PM just then only a pending threat? Soft."
Moments of ignominy, prostration and regret for the movement.
