• Ephera@lemmy.ml
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    I used to have this kid as a colleague (he was 17 at the time), who had been primed by his parents to be a nationalist.

    One of the times, he was completely bewildered by my stance was when I said that even if I cared about having things in common with other humans, I feel like I have more in common with the folks just across the border than those who live several hundred kilometers away within the same border.

    You could really see the cogs in his brain churning, trying to grok how you can have things in common with team B, when you’ve been assigned to team A.

  • Sabre363@sh.itjust.works
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    All the contententious debates like these start to fall apart when you think about it too much and realize that these problems only exist because some idiots a few centuries ago made some selfish decisions and we keep insisting on perpetuating them

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      Nationalism and hard Nation-State borders are a consequence of capitalism, a social development involving tons of idiots. So yes and no.

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    I made this argument on PCM back in the reddit days and got downvoted to oblivion.

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    Noooo we have to build the wall, don’t you know racists are one of our most important rising electorates

  • The_Hideous_Orgalorg@sh.itjust.works
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    Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. “Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”