Relatively good times, created by a the murder and exploitation of millions across the world, have made me complacent and complicit. It has made me lazy. It has made me weak.

Why would any person do more than necessary? Isn't one of the goals of communism to achieve self-determination for all? If there are no options available to you that allow you to pursue your own interests (e.g., living without violence), are you at fault?

I'm angry at this system, which prevents me from self-determination, which prevents me from living such that I do not cause harm to others. But I'm not angry at myself, I'm neither lazy nor weak, I'm powerless to determine my own life.