A silent companion

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Annual reminder of what has become a silent companion: The quiet stifled anger and sadness that reminds me that so many people care more about “fun” and getting along with everyone in the “scene”, especially with those who have big social capital, than they care about those suffering from those people’s anti-social behaviour. In its worst forms this is nothing but practicising silent solidarity with stalkers, rapists etc.

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I hope that I will never get used to it and that it will always make my stomach turn and that I rather keep withdrawing from certain parts of local nightlife and cultural scenes than joining the pathetic choir that silences those who got hurt and who don’t complain loudly and name names because they are well aware that it would stigmatise them instead of the people who hurt them.

Thus the cycle continues.

So old and still uncomfortable with certain social practices,
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P.S.: I think I could do with a bingewatching Buffy session. Anyone in?

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