Phoebus' Personal Blog

Leaving the West

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My feelings haven’t really changed. I kind of want to live somewhere else. Tried with the going to school in Japan thing but that obviously didn’t work out. Ideally, you need to get some income then figure out a way to make passive income. Whether that’s through a business, real estate, dividends, etc. I’m sick to my stomach of general “wokeness.” I know there’s people fleeing from much worse, but I am so bloody tired of it. Want to be somewhere where leftism either doesn’t much exist or is stamped out. I just do. If I ever have children in the future I don’t want them to be subjected to the same crap I was. Again, there’s proportions to this. Leftist indoctrination in America is better than many other things, but it isn’t good. I want to live somewhere safe where I don’t have to constantly monitor my surroundings. I want to be somewhere clean where the government actually works. Want to be somewhere where foreigners don’t just run roughshod over the political and cultural norms of the society.

Greatest country on Earth. What a joke. Only thing about it works for is if you can find a decent job and a nice, suburban lifestyle. But you have to deal with everything inbetween. There’s workarounds but none of this is good. And you’re never going to get yourself away from the batshit lefties. The demonrats will always be a perpetual menace. You will never stop listening to the race wars. You will have to deal with Nogs and the Hispanics. The “teens” decide to be a menace to your apartment community then good fucking luck getting the police to do anything about it. Then all the hairbrained schemes that people think are going to save the fucking world. This time it’ll work! I swear!

It’s not impossible to escape from all the shittiness of American urban culture. But it’ll still be there even in the smaller towns of like 50,000. Or you can go full rural then good luck getting work. You would have to make serious sacrifices. It’s just so frustrating all of it. Culture of the high school I went to was so so so rotten. Well, I got two or three more years here. We’ll see how things go past there. For better or worse it’s an identity that I can’t shake.

There’s gotta be something out there greater than this.

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