We're going through a shaky patch in the UK right now, with fascist wannabes like Tommy Robinson and Nigel Farage rising in popularity. It's sad because I thought we were better than that but then Brexit happened and I wouldn't be surprised if our next government was a Reform majority. And if they get in they'll do everything they can to secure power forever.

What keeps me hopeful, in the face of this shitstorm, is the sense of community in my neighbourhood. People on my street look out for each other and support each other.

For me it's the fact that I have people I care for and know they care for me. As well as the fact that when you turn of the internet people are not as hatefull as the internet seems them out to be.

Any time I engage with my community.

It's easy to stay home, doom scroll and think there is nothing we can do. I know I'm lucky to live where I live, where the doom is just distant thunder. But joining community events makes me realize we're not going to go down without a fight.

Seeing resistance in every form. Every spontaneous protest that protects someone from being abducted. Every boss that plants their feet in the door of a business and tells ICE to go fuck themselves. Every notice taped to a business door telling ICE they aren’t welcome. Every fundraiser supporting people afraid to go to work. Every bit of graffiti and sticker on every surface.

Scientists working on very specific issues that might not seem impactful atm but taken with all other papers of similar rapport, they represent a somewhat unified front working against the destruction of everything we know and love.

The Grim Reaper sharpening his scythe for geriatrics Trump and Putin

Beer

my fav brewery had their 8th birthday yesterday!

Cheers! 🍻 WM

The world is both bigger and smaller than our problems. There always ways to make things better — which is what hope is, right? The idea that if we just stick with it things will get better?

My wife is out of town with her dad, our oldest, and grandson. I'm here taking care of our youngest two. I could be lonely, but yesterday I took my daughter to a state park and we walked some trails. I had hoped we'd run into some horses for her while we were there and damned if we didn't do just that. 3 Fresians and a Paint — looked like the only ones there based on trailers, and not only were we there at the same time but we crossed paths.

Thrilled my daughter and she got to tell me all about her plans and efforts to own a small farm and horses some day. If anyone else told me without any history of farming they were going to take it up I'd be skeptical, but if anyone can, she can. I'm hopeful for her. This world might just burn to the ground, but that one will achieve her dreams before it happens.

Today between my back and my feet after that walk I can barely stand, but I'm on my deck with a cigar and a beer and a bright sunny day and.... the world doesn't care about me. It has no expectations. Nothing is riding on my shoulders. I can just exist in this moment and look at nature around me and realize all the fire and ice and devastation that must've passed through here before has all given way and been rebuilt to the beautiful day in front of my eyes.

It's hard not to be hopeful, really. There is so much beauty in this world that exceeds the ugliness of this little screen in my hand.

Your mileage may vary.

Rice and beans curry: Pinto beans, basmati rice, diced tomatoes, chopped spinach, garlic, cumin, coriander, butter, habanero sauce

Cook the beans for however many hours. Add the rest of the stuff plus a little less water than you'd normally need for the amount of rice since there's some in the tomatoes. Bring it to a boil, let it simmer for however long it takes your rice to cook.

Cats

Idk maybe if I just sick around a bit longer, maybe something good will happen.

My.family and our dog. And lazy Sundays.

Feeling that everyone's just searching for unity, even tho some ppl are going about it ass backwards and thinking they have to go thru an exclusion phase first

For me? The fact that life always changes.

A lot of times, I really really hate change. When I have a good thing going, the possibility of change makes me really anxious and sometimes depressed.

But when I'm in a bad spot? It's really really fucking hard, but I know eventually it will change. Will it change for the better or change for the worse? You can't know, but there's at least a chance that your situation will change some day, and there is a chance it will get better. It has got me going through some really very incredibly dark times where I really wanted to end my life. I still struggle with that now and then, but it's always good to have the thought of chance in the back of your mind.

i don't know. i might have a dark sense of humor, or maybe i am just a bad person, so the world goes to shit is somewhat amusing to watch. which is a terrible thing to say, because so so many people will be/is suffering because of all this.

My existence being a constant thorn on the side of basically evil person on the planet

(Im queer btw)

"Keeps"?

Someone is making a lot of assumptions about how the last decade of being terminally online has gone that reality isn't willing to sustain.

My life is pretty easy all things considered, so it's hard to lose hope in my own future wellbeing... When it comes to the destiny of the world, I have more or less lost hope for at least many regions of the world, and believe their self-destruction (which will also cause pain and suffering to others, ofc) is inevitable and perhaps necessary for the human race as whole. Hopefully the world isn't completely fucked, but if it is, well then... "we" made our bed so now we have to lie in it? And, of course, the most important pillar of my emotional stability when everything seems dark is my belief in God and the Day of Judgment, and going to sleep every night knowing I did my best, I controlled my impulses and treated people politely and generously. I know many of you think it's nonsense and won't even give it a try but the benefits for any deeply existential and sensitive person are undeniable, I'd say. 👍

To hope is to be disappointed. Embrace depressive realism.