Usually I would avoid feel-good content, it just
feels fake and deceptive. But
recently I had this once in a year
moment when I wanted something wholesome,
something good, something
warm to hold on to. So I stumbled upon this
documentary about people
"squatting" with their boats in the bay area next to San
Francisco & this resonated with me since i am a former trailer park punk and
always dreamed about living in a boat.
what enfolded wasn't at all what I expected, they basically all got
because the DIY repaired boats where ruining the see-views of
who owned houses there. The moment when they showed
how the boats got
shredded by an excavator was one of the saddest and
things I have seen in my life. Some people went away for a few days to
work or visit family and where homeless when they returned.
something that pure and elegant like
harm, they are about
freedom and exchange. Someone who abandones
manity is a brutal mindless machine & needs
stopped by all means necessary.
There is no gray zone
and no bigger picture
this is plain evil. If you ever questioned the
eating the rich, there you go.
It broke my heart to see how they put the boat
people in a slum
directly adjacent to the junk yard
where they destroyed their
Its pretty much the same that is happening everywhere, like
trailer park that the cops destroyed last winter in the
Berlin, or the arson on house boats in the bay there, because some
complained about the ruined view. Storys like this make me so mad I
speak anymore, just punch and scream.
I think this will haunt me for a while.