Cassandra Is Crying Again
Will you listen?
Hello, and welcome back to you my dear friends and loyal readers! I'm glad to be here with you again. I don't have a whole lot to say except to tell you all that I am so proud to know decent and kind people such as yourselves. Stay strong. Stay safe. Take care of each other and remember to keep your joy close at hand because it is needed right now. Focus on what you can do instead of what you wish you could do. There is a place for everyone and nobody's work or effort towards justice and freedom is more important than anyone else's. We will prevail, my friends. ✊🏼😻 bpnwc
My friends, I have been quieter lately for some time. I cannot seem to organize my racing thoughts or calm myself enough to access my muse. Also, I've been really struggling lately with the fallout from feeling as though I have failed to have any real measure of success in reaching the people I have tried to reach in the past decade. I know, intuitively that it is not really my fault. There are so many tireless and dedicated people attempting to do the same and having the same lack of success as I am. It's still difficult for me to accept gracefully.
There are days when I despair that I have nothing left to offer. Nothing to say that I haven't already spoken on ad nauseum. I begin to fear that I'm simply repeating myself to an audience who has already heard my message, an audience in most cases that requires no convincing. And so, I remain quiet. I continue to allow myself to passively consume information from other sources knowing that my singular voice will probably not be missed in all this chaos and confusion. But I have come to the realization that there is a certain area of expertise that I possess that very well can be tied into our current situation. That area of expertise is abusive relationships.
The techniques are the same. Gaslighting, lying, threatening, periods of increasing intensity of abuse tempered with small reprieves that give the vanishing illusion of the possibility for improvements to come. The inevitable disappointments when those improvements do not materialize. Isolation and alienation of potential allies and support systems. Disconcerting and unexpected attacks that come seemingly out of nowhere, just to keep you unbalanced. These are all the hallmarks of an abusive relationship, my friends. And that is something I am unfortunately well versed in and very qualified to speak on with some measure of authority.
If you have ever wondered why a domestic violence survivor didn't leave sooner, I want you to stop what you're doing and take a hard look at the world that has been created around us all while we were busy just trying to get on with our day to day lives. The architecture that is being utilized against us now has always existed. The scaffolding and framework of this machine has hummed and hunted quietly in the background, obscured from the sight of those who retained privilege. It has always been used against the poor, the vulnerable, the other. Now it is being deployed upon the rank and file American citizen with frightening regularity. Because that is how abusers operate. Incrementally.
When people ask survivors that dreaded question about why they stayed, they aren't taking into account the fact that abusers don't throw hands at you right out the gate. No, that's not how they work at all. Nobody but the most damaged and meek would stay long in such a situation. Instead, abusers employ all sorts of nefarious techniques designed to get you hooked. They love bomb you. They tell you that you're special and exceptional (white people). They alienate you from potential allies, either by making you suspicious of them or telling them lies about you. They get you hooked and high on what they alone can supply. Then they yank the rug out from under you the minute you get any uppity ideas about changing up the scheduled programming.
That foggy, disconcerted static in your ears feeling that you've been walking around with everyday now? That's some good old fashioned American cultivated PTSD brewing in your veins. Don't think that's something only soldiers or trauma victims experience. The head-fucking and psychological torture techniques of this regime are more than capable of producing the same disorienting mental fuckery. Hell, covid was one heck of a contributor as well. Is it any wonder then how helpless and angry and confused the population is?
Maybe you're wondering why I feel that it's important to point these things out. So I'll tell you. My biggest regret in hindsight, the thing that will always haunt me, is that I could have chosen to leave. To stop playing the game. To cut my losses, crawl away and shore up myself, regain my dignity and move on. I could have. I stayed because I was scared of the what ifs. Those vast yawning unanswered questions. My great fears and insecurities held me in place, glued tightly with inertia and uncertainty far past the time it would have been wise to cut and run.
But we can't leave, can we? No, it's not a hundred percent analogous to leaving a relationship or partner who has become abusive. We can't all move to another country, nor would we even want to. But there is a way to withdraw from this abuse without relocating to another place, or indeed, even leaving the house. We can withdraw our consent. And I'm here to tell you that can do exactly that even if you're afraid to go out and put your body in the street. In fact, given the current state of things, that might even be a safer and preferable option.
Just stay home. It really is that simple. Don't go to work. Refuse to participate in the daily business and betterment of corporations and oligarchs. If we refuse to participate in great enough numbers, we can shake the corridors of power in a seismic way. We are NOT powerless. We have been conditioned to believe that we are. It sounds scary doesn't it? I know. And so do they. And they are betting on that fact to keep your feet firmly planted in that fear and apathy. Take it from me, good people. It can get worse. It will get worse. Look around you. See where we are. They are executing citizens in the streets! They are making lists! They are building camps! They make no secret of their ill intentions. The regrets from not escaping an abusive partner will pale in comparison to the regret we will feel in this country and around the entire world if we continue on this course. WE must do something to throw sand in the gears of their machine before it eats us all.
And yes, I realize that it's a huge ask. And I know that there will probably be some people who say to me that yes, something must be done but there are bills to pay and bosses to please and food to be bought. Yes to all of that. I get it. But I submit to you that if this country continues in its rapid deconstruction, those things will eventually become unobtainable at some point organically. Either we rip off that band-aid now or it will be much harder later. This is where your community comes into play. Make plans with family, neighbors, fellow citizens. You might be surprised to find out just how much we can rely on one another in times of need. Time passes so quickly my friends. Once it's gone, there's no getting it back. Let's stop this madness before more of our finite human lives have to be wasted in this needless torment. Let's allow these old defunct and corrupt systems to collapse around us and then rebuild something beautiful with the scraps.
😻bpnwc 2026
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This is very good sweetie! Bought you some coffee! The muse may be shy, but she is still there! Love you!
I don’t think your muse has abandoned you, she was only waiting for this moment to arrive.