Civility at the Edge of a Firing Line

What Will Liberals Say When the Revolution Doesn’t Spare Them?

I often think about the future.

Not the sanitized liberal future where justice trickles down politely from Supreme Court rulings and diversity panels.

No…

I mean the inevitable future, the one where the contradictions of capitalism reach their boiling point, where the masses finally say “enough!”, and the reckoning arrives with a bullet.

And I wonder…

What, besides lead will be going through the minds of liberals as they find themselves lined up side by side with conservatives in front of the same wall when the revolution comes?

Will they *finally* be introspective enough to ask themselves how their smug complicity, endless lesser-evilism, defense of empire in a rainbow flag, and worship of decorum while people starved, were bombed, and evicted, helped pave the road to ruin?

Because when that day comes, when the gears of the machine grind to a halt and the workers finally seize the means of production, you’ll see conservatives *and* liberals shoulder to shoulder, their backs to the same wall of “consequence”.

Not because they shared aesthetics or slogans, but because they were effectively identical in policy. Conservatives built the machine. Liberals stop it long enough for an oil change and a coat of blue paint while telling the rest of us to be patient as it crushes us just a little more humanely.

Will they finally reflect then? Will they understand that it wasn’t just the red boot on our necks that held us down, but the soft blue hand on our shoulder telling us to “vote smarter next time”?

That they spent years gatekeeping, tone-policing, and characterizing *real* dissent as “unrealistic”? That they undermined every radical impulse with a prepackaged excuse for incrementalism?

All while fascism metastasized under their watch…

Will they look around and see the fruits of their “lesser evil” and “harm reduction” politics?

The wars they justified?

The poverty they normalized? The surveillance they expanded?

The police they funded?

The billionaires they shielded? The planet they politely watched burn?

Or will they still be clinging to their delusions of moral superiority, mouthing off about civility as the wall casts its final shadow?

Because make no mistake: liberals have *never* been the resistance. They have been the velvet glove over the iron fist. The polite face of austerity. The gaslighting voice telling the oppressed to trust the system devouring them alive. It was liberals who told us universal healthcare was “too much, too fast.” The ones who said “defund the police” went too far, as cops beat and killed us.

So when the fires take hold, and the rifles come out, when the people they ignored, mocked, and deceived finally have nothing left to lose, when liberals look around in horror and scream , “But we were the good ones!”

We’ll say

“No!“

Because you weren’t.

You were the buffer.

You were the brake pedal.

You were the shield behind which capitalism reloaded.