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Entry #1917
The other extremists are getting on my nerves. Of course, this is nothing new. You know from my previous entries that they are a very...special bunch.
The anarkitty just came home a while ago, and qui had blood all over quem. At first, I thought it was just the blood of fascists (or conservatives, you never know with Anarkitty), but then I noticed there was a cut on quis face. Upon further inspection, qui had quite a few injuries (thankfully none of them too severe). I helped quem get cleaned up and bandaged and told quem to be safer next time. Ancom is an idiot, but I don't want quem to get hurt. But qui just said "I've dealt with worse. And someone's gotta deal with those nazis!" While that is true, I'm not sure I want it to be quem.
Now, this isn't because I think Anarkitty isn't capable. Ancom is extremely capable and dangerous with a bat. It's just that qui can be reckless, and I worry about quis safety. I suppose I must resign myself to mothering quem around and making sure to be there when qui gets into a bad situation.
The kulak recently came down with a sickness, but he refuses to stop working. The bourgeoisie must continue to oppress the working class even when they're weak, I suppose. It's sickening. Literally. Yet despite the fact that I should stay concerned about those Ancap oppresses, I can't help but worry about his own health. While he is not doing the same hard labor his workers do, he is still not getting proper rest, and he refuses to
...I forgot how I was going to finish that last sentence. Ancap passed out at his desk while on a call, so I had to tell the other person what happened and then take Ancap to bed. I don't understand why the kulak does this to himself. His workers work themselves to the bone because they have no other choice, but Ancap has a choice. There is no way he will lose enough profits to make a significant impact on his bank account if he takes time off. So why does he do this? I just hope I can get him to actually rest eventually.
Nazi had been getting even more withdrawn as of late, and every time I asked him why, he snapped at me. He started making even more remarks every time someone was nice as well. Since he wasn't letting me check on him, I tried to stay out of his way instead, but today he finally came to me after a few beers. When I asked him what was wrong, he told me he wanted a hug. That was it. How bad is he at taking care of his emotional needs if it took him that long to simply ask for a hug? I thought he was taking care of himself just fine, but I suppose just because he isn't reckless doesn't mean he isn't just as much of a mess as the other two. I suppose I will have to be more attentive in the future and make sure he is taking care of himself.
I honestly don't know how I came to care about these people, but I guess it's fitting, as everyone will be equally cared for in communist utopia. Even though I'll need to kill them to get there. ...Actually, perhaps I will allow one bourgeoisie to live, and one anarkitty, and one fascist scumbag. It probably won't work, but I would like it to. We will see in the revolution. For now, I will continue to look after these idiots.