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From:

rathercommon

Except that I don't keep secrets. When I have real answers, I put them up on the network so everyone can see them, so that everyone knows a bit more about what's going on.

Which doesn't mean I haven't got value. People are more than just sources of information for your consumption, you know. Unless you're some capitalist exploiter who only sees other people as a collection of things they can do for you.

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From:

nastygram

[Darlene flicks her cigarette out into the center of the path, exhales the last of her smoke.]

Didn't your dumb ass get kidnapped?

From:

rathercommon

[ Her eyes narrow. ]

What's that got to do with anything?

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From:

nastygram

[She folds her arms over her chest, hip cocked.]

Why'd you get kidnapped?

From:

rathercommon

[ More emphatically, enunciating clearly: ]

What's. That got. To do with anything.

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From:

nastygram

[Oh my god. Darlene rolls her eyes.]

Because that's the kind of shit that your super public face-of-the-revolution info-for-all will get you. Kidnapped. I love free info. Love. It. And I think everybody's got a right to know what the hell goes out in all those backrooms, same as you do, I bet. And I will gladly risk a fuck of a lot to get that info, and show it to everyone, but I'm not stupid enough to think that the best way to do it is to staple a nametag to my boob and tell everyone my life story.

What exactly does that get you that anonymity doesn't?

From:

rathercommon

First, that's some fine victim-blaming, isn't it.

[ She tosses her head and sniffs in disapproval. ]

And what it gets me is that it means I serve as some example to others. If I stay anonymous, then I can get my information out, yeah. Sure. But if I do things publicly, and if I'm brave, then maybe other people will see that they can be brave too. Which, yeah, ha ha, what a joke that I'm so arrogant that I think I can be a model for people, got it without you having to say anything about it, but maybe if people see even someone like me being unashamed of where she comes from and being brave and standing up for what's right then maybe they'll do that too.

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From:

nastygram

[Darlene laughs, nastily.]

Wow. How fucking vain are you?

From:

rathercommon

[ She purses her lips. Flatly: ]

Incredibly vain. Astonishingly vain. And yet you pointing that out isn't actually shooting down any of what I said. You're just insulting me.

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From:

nastygram

No, bitch, I'm serious. People don't need a hero. They don't need a face to look at. That's you. You want to stand for something. You want people to look up to you and think what a great goddamn job you're doing.

[She laughs, again, just as nasty.]

I mean, fuck. You wanna be a role model so bad, why don't you get a TV show, you narcissist? It'll be easier. People can get together in big groups and worship you, just eat your shit right up. I guess you lose the philanthropic edge that you're jerking off to so hard, but whatever.

You know what matters? Doing shit. People can get just as inspired by someone--some thing--they never fucking see. People need results. Not leaders, because leaders always turn out to be a piece of shit. And I will stay anon for fucking ever because that is the way to get shit done. No one schlicking to your face. No one falling over themselves because you are so great. We should be done with greatness. It is meaningless.

From:

rathercommon

Shit. Complete shit.

[ She dismisses this line of thinking with a wave of her hand. ]

People, anonymous, people when they're not seen, people when they're hidden - you know what they do? They say nasty shit about one another. They rob each other. You know that - I'm sure you've been to those parts of the internet, haven't you? People have been programmed to think that when they're hidden, that's when they're really free, and they've been programmed to think that the truest expression of freedom is being incredibly shitty to one another. Honestly, tell me honestly - how many people are there who are like you? [ She jerks her chin at Darlene. ] Everyone in your world can go anonymous, right? Everyone's got the internet? How many people use that power to be good and speak truth to power, and how many of them use that to say shit that's - racist and misogynist and heinous? Rough numbers.

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From:

nastygram

Oh my god, okay--

[Darlene takes a step back like she's been thrown off-balance, and presses her fingertips under her eyes for a sec, like she's warding off a headache.]

--Okay, you are way off. I don't give a shit about tearing down the patriarchy or keeping the internet all safe and-- Jesus.

I want to tear it all down. That's what I'm into.

Edited (less questions more certainty suck it) Date: 2016-09-21 09:34 pm (UTC)

From:

rathercommon

[ She shakes her head. ]

Right. Because the system is corrupt and wicked. Right? Because it's so far gone that it's beyond all attempts at reform. So it's got to be torn down completely. Beyond redemption.

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From:

nastygram

And what's your suggestion. More food banks?

From:

rathercommon

And what will your life be like after you tear everything down?

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From:

nastygram

[That one she answers evenly, without hesitation:]

A fuck of a lot better than it's ever been.

From:

rathercommon

How so? How will you live? What's it going to be like?

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From:

nastygram

Please. What do you care? Your ass is going to be here, on permanent vacation.

I get it. What you're doing. But please skip over the part where you are just so, so enlightened and know better than me. The part where you tell me that people need infrastructure food banks and public transit and comfy bullshit and a guiding hand to be better and do better, all this kumbaya bullshit. Because I don't buy it. And I straight up do not give a single fuck, and I know what I'm doing.

Society deserve this deconstruction. We deserve deconstruction. And this place is no different.

From:

rathercommon

[ She shakes her head. ]

Darla - Cassie - whatever - you're a white woman. We're both white women. You're educated, you're very clever. You're clearly a survivor of some sort with plenty of resources. Me too. I am too. We're not rich white men, so we're not at the absolute top of the mountain, but we're bloody far up on it. After society crumbles, we'll be fine. Others won't. Are you really happy throwing them away? Their lives? Is the point of this to make the world better, or is the point of this to watch shit burn just to watch it burn?

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From:

nastygram

Oh, would you shut the fuck up.

[More bitter than angry. She's not going to throw any chairs around or slap any hummingbirds this time.]

I'm talking about a hard reset. Hard. All system wipe down. What are you talking about?

From:

rathercommon

[ She shakes her head - ]

Revolution.

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From:

nastygram

Revolution.

[Darlene repeats, steadily.]

A nice, clean revolution.

From:

rathercommon

[ A firmer shake of her head. ]

There's no such thing.

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From:

nastygram

[Darlene throws her head back on her shoulders and expels a huge breath. Smiles bitterly at the sky.]

And here comes the holier-than-thy-revolution shit again. Look, babe-- [As she rolls her head around to look at Kitty again.] Just tell me already. Describe your revolution to me, okay, where did I go wrong.