At first I grieved when I broke with longtime allies from the antiwar, Palestinian solidarity, & socialist movements moving into the Assad camp, supporting his dictatorship against the revolution–grieving not just for the loss of old allies, but because their political corruption had weakened or destroyed those movements which need to be rebuilt on principles.
But then I see those old allies remaining dead silent on the genocide against the Rohingya people & not denouncing Assad ideologues, their new allies, who claim there is no genocide of Rohingya but only Saudi-backed Wahhabi terrorism. That grief turns sour & I really don’t give a damn. There are just some lines one does not cross, political mistakes one cannot make, principles one cannot flout. There’s no tragedy here, only shame.