u/Significant-Row2457

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It‘s been a long time since we talked. How have you been? You haven’t been yourself in a long time. I don’t want to invoke his name but, is he good to you? Doesn’t seem like he does. I know you’ve made mistakes before, and lord knows we all have, but I’m concerned for you. Don’t remember Obama? Or Carter? Why can’t you just, stick with people like them? Good, honest people. They can just look you in the eye and the truth is found. They’re good for the soul, good for the whole. You know?

I’m not upset, just disappointed…like I said, you haven’t been yourself lately. You’re so bent on wondering how to do something, when you should be considering if you even should do something.

Maybe, just maybe, give peace a chance? You know? Anyhow, I know you’re busy. Take care, America.

Okay, song title aside. I'm playing Werewolf the Apocalypse, and my DM has approved me to play a Werebear, but I'm trying to work out how to properly stat one or create one. How should I go about doing this, obviously will work with my DM on this as I'm very not on board with doing some crazy power exploits.

Given I’ve just been appointed moderator and whoever was here last left this as a mess, I’m opening us back open to posting. Leave any comments and concerns down below.

This is probably going to be unpopular, but if we genuinely believe in humanitarian rights, I don't see how we can justify the institution of pet ownership.

We would never accept one human "owning" another, even if they provided food, shelter, healthcare, and affection. Yet we normalize a system where animals are bought, sold, bred for human preferences, confined to our homes, and have virtually every aspect of their lives controlled by us.

People often say, "My pet is part of the family." I don't doubt that many people deeply love their animals. But love doesn't erase the power imbalance. We decide where they live, whether they reproduce, what they eat, when they go outside, when they receive medical care, and even when their lives end.

From a rights perspective-not merely an animal welfare perspective-this raises uncomfortable questions. Welfare asks whether we're treating animals kindly. Rights ask whether we should have dominion over them in the first place.

I'm advocating for abandoning existing companion animals. We have a moral obligation to care for those already dependent on humans. But we should work toward a future where we stop breeding animals into dependence simply to satisfy our desire for companionship. That we should abolish these notions of reductionist slavery and entrapped upon animals be has we ‘love them’.

Instead of seeing animals as property, maybe we should see ourselves as temporary guardians of individuals who already exist while ending commercial breeding and the concept of ownership altogether.

No parties will seriously sponsor this until we make some noise. So let’s get out there and spread awareness!

They finally unleashed the military upon the population. I just witnessed a clip of jet fighters scattering crowds of beach goers in what they’re calling an ‘air show accident’ but it’s no accident. The pilots fly so low before dropping their payloads, you can hear the people screaming m, running, the sand kicks up to be nearly blinding…and they only report that chairs and umbrellas were damaged. It’s happening, the march in the new oppression is here. Dear god it’s here. Who will save us?

I thought growing up that, it was impossible for the Axis powers to ever get to America. Then I grew up and found, that it already happened. The Axis won the Second World War if anything, not the Allies. Even now, Crumbl Cookies is selling ‘patriotic’ cookies with the symbol of the Nazis proudly on the front, the call for ‘freedom of speech’ increases as the oppression puts on another forcep of punishment to the down trodden. The people the world stand at gunpoint by the arm of American law, as the world buckles and screams for freedom, screams for equality, before being waterboarded by big oil and cruise missiles. The oceans rise and thousands drown, but we’re all to busy watching the world cup, distracted by bread and circuses as the world explodes around us, millions baking under the failing ecosystem of Donald Trump’s planned development project, as billions more are now enslaved and shacked to the ‘truth’.

Welcome to the future, we dance to the tune of mad men and trillionaires.

I don’t know when it happened. That’s the part that bothers me the most. But I do know why. There wasn’t a single moment where something snapped. No alarm bell. No headline that said, “Hey, things are about to feel very different from now on.” It just…changed? And I guess I changed too? or maybe I just wasn’t paying attention.

At one point, I used to think the political divide in this country was exaggerated. People on TV, people online, but regular life felt mostly normal. People argued, sure, but it felt like there were still shared assumptions underneath it all. I haven’t felt that way in a long time.

Now it feels like people aren’t even in the same reality anymore.

I catch myself reading news stories and realizing I don’t recognize the tone of the country I grew up in. Conversations feel sharper. Less curious. More… absolute. Every issue feels like it has to be existential. Every action I see taken by the administration is beating on the drum of war.

And maybe that was always there. Maybe I was just insulated from it. That’s the thought that sticks with me the most, that this isn’t a sudden collapse, maybe just me finally noticing something that’s been building for years.

I think what unsettles me isn’t even specific policies or politicians. It’s the feeling that trust evaporated in the last ten years. Trust in institutions, trust in elections, trust in media, trust in each other. It feels like everyone is carrying their own version of reality now, built from completely different sources, completely different fears, completely different definitions of what “America” is supposed to be.

I grew up thinking America was loud, messy, argumentative, but you could at least feel it was connected. Now it’s been invaded by ideas that expired a century ago.

I look around and I see people who seem very certain. Certain that everything is falling apart. Certain that everything is finally being fixed. Certain that the other side is the greatest threat the country has ever faced. And I sit here realizing I don’t feel certain other than I fear for my life.

Maybe this is what every generation feels at some point? Maybe this is just what history feels like when you’re living inside it rather than reading about it in a textbook. But it’s strange to suddenly feel like a place you thought you understood has become unfamiliar, without it ever physically changing location.

Is America is gone? I think it’s still here. I just don’t know if the version I thought I knew ever really existed the way I imagined it. Maybe it was always a negotiation. Maybe it still is. Maybe it always will be.

I just wish it didn’t feel so much like everyone forgot how to talk to each other. When we weren’t so fixated on where someone was born.

I don’t want America to go back to some imaginary perfect past. That never existed.

I guess I’m just late to realizing how fragile that feeling actually was.

So, I cried today.

I miss this nation I used to love.