!Christina's 5 questions
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agk's diary 
16 June 2022 @ 03:41
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Happy 34th birthday SDF!! 
written on GPD Win 1, waiting to find out 
if I'm cleared for clinicals tomorrow
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I love to answer Christina's monthly questions, and
read others' answers. Her June questions:

 gopher://sdf.org:70/1/users/christyotwisty

1. What do you think we owe each other as human 
    beings?

    Love. Even when we're mortal enemies, I think
    we should love each other.

    If we work for wages, we owe solidarity (a 
    kind of love) with other working people (even  
    when they suck) to each other as human beings.

    We owe fidelity (a kind of love) to family, and
    charity (a kind of love) to strangers. We
    should free prisoners, pardon debts, not kill.

2. Has your active daydreaming or reverie ever man-
    ifested a desire of yours?

    I don't think it has.

3. What is one thing people would never know about 
    you just by looking at you? 

    I'm a sadist. In the bar scene I flagged black, 
    gray, or red from my left back jeans pocket.

4. If you could un-invent one thing, what would it 
    be?

    Something to do with imperialism + resentment,
    or industry + state power + war. Maybe debt.

5. What is the most profound experience you have 
    ever had with a stranger?

    At 17, after the crowd left, the wet street 
    sparkled in the streetlights and remains of 
    fires. I stood beside one woman in a gas mask. 
    Engulfed in teargas we faced hundreds of riot 
    police behind the cattle fence. We didn't share 
    a language but both had experienced that day. 
    We nodded at each other, stepped towards the 
    police line together, stood firm.

    Later we hid under a bush. I couldn't breathe 
    except close to the ground. We were found, 
    kicked hard like footballs, flopped limply, 
    entered their custody. They disappeared her in 
    an unmarked van. A commander spoke my language 
    to threaten, "If I see you, you'll find where 
    she went". Pushed rough from police line to 
    night street, I was lost, exhausted, scared,
    far from home.