Satsui no Hadou
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So, I’ve known him for about ten years. He used to be my supervisor before he moved back to his hometown, but we still maintained contact and talked almost every day.
He’s been on that crypto maga shyt for a while, and although it irks me considering I’m a staunch socialist - not just in word, I was reared on anarchist and Marxist literature - he was still my friend. I took it as jokes at first because we were rarely ever serious and sarcasm was our favorite weapon, but these days the world is too politically charged to sit on the fence in my opinion.
At first I thought I could just show him the way, and introduce him to my truth. I never pushed it upon him, but I wasted no opportunity on reading right wing rhetoric. I believe in speaking softly but carrying a big stick, which metaphorically to me was the truth.
Anyway, after the shooting in buffalo in which elderly blacks were specifically targeted, was the first time that I really began to question my friendship. He straight up told me the video was fake due to there being no blood splatters from the bodies. While that may seem like a sincere concern, it is also patently stupid. Without going into too much detail, I began to speak to him only sporadically.
Today was the last straw. When news and video emerged of the police forcefully holding back parents while they saved their own, he said, and I paraphrase “I would have done the same.” The lack of any sort of empathy has really killed my drive to keep this friendship going much longer. I talked to my wife about it, and she was absolutely disgusted.
My question is, how do I go about it? We only communicate through WhatsApp, which I downloaded solely to speak to him since it was easier to share pictures and videos and what not, but I’m considering deleting it and ghosting him. That’s how little I feel about Amy sort of closure.
What would you do?
He’s been on that crypto maga shyt for a while, and although it irks me considering I’m a staunch socialist - not just in word, I was reared on anarchist and Marxist literature - he was still my friend. I took it as jokes at first because we were rarely ever serious and sarcasm was our favorite weapon, but these days the world is too politically charged to sit on the fence in my opinion.
At first I thought I could just show him the way, and introduce him to my truth. I never pushed it upon him, but I wasted no opportunity on reading right wing rhetoric. I believe in speaking softly but carrying a big stick, which metaphorically to me was the truth.
Anyway, after the shooting in buffalo in which elderly blacks were specifically targeted, was the first time that I really began to question my friendship. He straight up told me the video was fake due to there being no blood splatters from the bodies. While that may seem like a sincere concern, it is also patently stupid. Without going into too much detail, I began to speak to him only sporadically.
Today was the last straw. When news and video emerged of the police forcefully holding back parents while they saved their own, he said, and I paraphrase “I would have done the same.” The lack of any sort of empathy has really killed my drive to keep this friendship going much longer. I talked to my wife about it, and she was absolutely disgusted.
My question is, how do I go about it? We only communicate through WhatsApp, which I downloaded solely to speak to him since it was easier to share pictures and videos and what not, but I’m considering deleting it and ghosting him. That’s how little I feel about Amy sort of closure.
What would you do?
