Living paycheck to paycheck as a single mom in alaska I feel trapped in a place where I cannot affect change. Even our votes don’t really count up here.

I don’t understand why anyone not landlocked an entire country away wouldn’t jump in the car and head to a central location (DC) to exercise their right to civil disobediance. But I can’t speak to it; I wouldnt be able to walk my talk from here.

Yet we can all participate as one in other ways (even the poorest of us contribute to the economy. What would happen if we suddenly DIDNT? I don’t pretend to know, but I think if all the minnows banded together, we would have to overpower the sharks. Wouldn’t we?)

But we are crippled by fear. On a global level. A national one. Locally. Women could force change in the pay gap by refusing to clock in at work but we are too afraid of losing our jobs. How upside down is that?

So the only place we feel safe to fight is online, under the cloak of perceived anonymity. And there is just nothing that will ever be resolved there.

You have a lot to say about how screwed up and screwed we are, and I read everything you write, often blown away by your words. Yet I know I’ve asked for your thoughts on how to bring about the actions you insist are necessary for change on no fewer than 5 of your pieces and you’ve never bothered to reply.

I get it. The theory. But what do we DO? Each of us. How do we become the creature who devours sharks? A giant to the giants? How do we transform from useless parts into a working machine? How from up here can I make a difference?

I’m furious that one man goes to bed every night with a smug smile, content in the knowledge that he’s untouchable, that we are nothing, that we don’t matter. That the humans I think are the most precious lives on this earth are literally bugs to him, just to squash. That he thinks A SINGLE HUMAN LIFE is worth less than his.

But I don’t know what to do. Do we all abandon social media? Boycott Amazon? Go underground to plan an uprising? I don’t know what but I’ll do anything I can and I think the first thing that has to go is us trying to fight our battles on the goddamned Internet.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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