Strange. Personally, I feel pretty hopeful. It appears to me like the battle lines are being drawn more clearly, solidarity is strengthening for the Axis of Resistance, and the world is seeing that the empire can bleed like anyone else.

Forgive me if I sound more poetic than materialist, but I feel compelled to say: The old world is dying. Something new is taking shape. Now is the time of beginnings, in every space carved out by the resistance, every tendril of empire in retreat. We must not let our weariness cling to the gaunt pallor of imperial inevitability and instead look to the cracks where light is filtering in to claw at them, broaden them, until they burst and the whole rapacious palace built on bones and soil soaked in blood comes crashing down.