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I'm in Cleveland, which is built on two bodies of water: Lake Erie and the Cuyahoga River. The Cuyahoga is famous for being the "burning river" - it caught on fire over a dozen times through Cleveland's industrial peak, and the final conflagration was such an enormous controversy that it lead to the creation of the creation of the EPA and the Clean Air and Clean Water Acts. The river's a lot cleaner now (it's got beavers!). Lake Erie is still in a pretty bad way, though. I think about how communities under socialism might build their futures in, on, and along the water to repair ecology and restore our role within nature.
Land reform will be essential in a socialist USA, just like in every other socialist revolution. But what does that look like? Imagine a community on the lake - there's a big old public housing project in poor condition near my office, just off the shore. Give them collective ownership of the project, but more than that, give them the opportunity for new land.
Along the shore are wave breaks that extend out hundreds of meters and protect the city from the lake when it gets feisty. These are very simple, constructed out of big boulders that host no life but resting cormorants and seagulls. Perhaps that public housing community by the lake is given ownership of this wave break and given the funds to make it something entirely new. Replace the lifeless stone with sand and soil, creating an ecologically active peninsula. Widen it substantially, and, inspired by the chinampa agriculture of Tenochtitlan, layer soil and organic matter to build many smaller perpendicular extrusions into the water. The community holds this new hyper-fertile, always watered land in common. It is an ecological refuge that hosts a huge variety of birds, fish, small mammals, insects, and other animals that thrive in the fragile Great Lake lakeside biome. It is an incredibly productive food resource, where residents perform multistrata companion planting agriculture (three sisters, etc), farm molluscs for pearls and food, and fish from the miles and miles of new, sheltered coastline where fry thrive. All of this captures carbon and cleans the water. The people labor and live together.
The land and the community are co-created, each dialectically dependent on the other, every step that restores and empowers building a stronger, more just, and more sustainable base for further co-creation.
After decades of building this, an old revolutionary sits on the shoreline and watches naked children swim between the twisted shores that burst with life. Insects and birds and the constant lapping of waves harmonize with the songs and laughter and chatter. The sun sets over the water, the revolutionary's time comes to an end, and they are laid to rest in the land that will sustain their people for generations.
"A society grows great when old revolutionaries plant trees in whose shade they know they shall never sit."
I loved the picture you painted for us here, thank you. It made me happy.
I appreciate the prompt! I also listened to the episode that inspired you when it came out, and since then I've been thinking a ton about what it is I'm actually fighting for so hard. There is so much incredible potential in the people and places around me, so much horribly suppressed and crushed in the pursuit of profit, and everything that could be seems to be hiding just below the surface, always ready to burst forward if it could ever find the path.
This very specific, local manifestation I described above is just a little slice of an idea I have, following six generations of a family, from the revolutionaries who toppled the system to the children who finally get to live under communism. I think, if a socialist revolution won in the US, that we'd be about 150 years from true global communism, the end of all class conflict, the abolition of war, the dissolution of the state, and finally enter an era of unbound potential where our species reaches maturity.
Of course, I imagine that old revolutionary as myself and my comrades. I know that the truth end of all oppression and injustice and war is outside my lifespan in even the most optimistic scenarios I can imagine. I hope, though, that when my time comes, it will be leaving behind a world that has stood up and stepped over capital, where the path to liberation is open to all people, and I dedicated everything I have to moving that forward. I would be proud to die after living such a life.
Same, very much so. And yes, it probably will be past our lifespans, but that is ok.
This whole thought experiment made me realize how incredibly deeply our minds are trapped in "capitalist realism". I really struggled with coming up with a story from the future which made the "easier to imagine the end of the world then..." quote become more concrete than ever. But when I got going, it was very satisfying to think about. Genuinely made me feel more hopeful.
I am also finding out that my reaction to these stories of better futures is very emotional, in a good way. Like getting exposed to something I didn't really know I was missing.
But the stories that we build our understanding of the world from are all stories of the ruling class. It's reactionary and competitive. Full of war, destruction and hopelesness day in and day out. Even the comics we read as kids like Donald Duck steer our imagination to capitalist realism.
I love the idea that the old revolutionary in your story is you. If I had the spoons I'd start collecting stories like this and publish them online somewhere. I also genuinely think these would be good agitprop, we need to tell stories of a future that people want to live in. The doom and despair only creates hopelesness and apathy, because nobody is painting pictures of a better tomorrow. This is why I think China is such a powerful story right now. People see the progress and want to live like that.