yesterday i hardly wrote, i thought i had nothing to say, but i was in grief. i saw v for vendetta again but the disc got stuck and it seemed a cartoon about a state that is perpetual:toxic capitalism. my friend with the electric tesla talked of green-washing. i'd heard of it. i know this toxic capitalism can make money out of anything. it can also propagandize things out of existence. i saw the youth climate thing on intercept. i love that greta, but i felt sad. she seemed kind of like she was vibrating with frustration and loss. and that's how i feel. like we can have our say, but nothing will change, or not enough. like we're going down.