A Rant about Slogans

An easy confession: I really don’t like politics.

I don’t like it with passion. I have a strong aversion to intentional and harmful distortion of reality, and that’s what politics is largely about. It’s toxic to breathe in and out. In my ideal version of the real world, I don’t deal with it at all. I don’t like it. I don’t like posting political statuses. All of it just sucks. 

Another thing that I hate with passion is slogans. I hate saying anything that would make it easy to label me. I am me! Being true to my quirks is one of my main drivers.

But they, this conglomerate of cruel story-tellers thirsty for power, are stepping on my sense of truth about every minute! They are killing people, they are abusing the Earth, they are creating narratives so intensely fake that it would easily kill a million of truth-loving kittens.

I am female! I am f*cking nurturing! It is killing me!

So what do I do, pretend it’s not happening and it’s none of my business?

But I have eyes, and I see. This world is my world, too!

But I cannot possibly turn into somebody who talks in slogan-speak and focuses on one political topic and reposts every article about abuse of humanity. That’s the opposite of who I am. I am complex, for fuck’s sake!

But my art is about the same thing that I think about every day. My art is how I live and think and eat and do things.

So what do I do?

My fellow human beings who thrive on lying and murder aren’t making it easy for me.

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