Hello and welcome to another episode of Iway with Jameena Jamil, a podcast against Shame.

I'm speaking like this because I am anxious to see what you're going to say about today's

episode. I want to hear what you think, even if you're mad at me, almost especially if you're

mad at me. I want to know what you think. I want to know how it makes you feel. Did it

challenge you in any way? Did it open your mind? Did it piss you off? I'm open to it. That's the

whole fucking point of conversation. The foundation of democracy is disagreement. And so I'm open

to whatever comes from having this chat. This shouldn't be a controversial subject, but it has

become a controversial subject because the world of social justice is so controlling. And I know that most of you think it is so,

because I read all of your letters and your private DMs where you tell me in despair that

you no longer believe in the movement, or you feel afraid within the movement, or you've been

losing friends because of the movement. You're lonely within the

movement. You don't know what to think anymore. You feel controlled. You want to leave. You want to tap out

altogether, which is understandable. But we can't lose anyone right now because we are about to see

some of the biggest and most important elections in history all take place in the same year

all around the world. And so we really need everyone engaged and we really need everyone to

sharpen up the communication skills and learn how to listen to each other, how to understand

each other and come to compromises and agreements like fucking adults. Because what is currently

happening is just pushing everyone away, pushing

everyone further apart and creating a much more fraught and lonely and disturbing society for all of us.

And so it's because of the amount of letters you guys have been sending me because I've been

sort of gently touching on the subject for a few years now and you feel an affinity with me when I do.

It's because of all of your letters of support and all of your letters of despair that I wanted

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