In these troubling times, where the specter of order threatens to suffocate our collective liberation, a dangerous sentiment is creeping into public discourse: the desire for “less crime.” Let me be clear—wanting safer streets is not just misguided; it’s a dog whistle for fascism. As the world’s most intersectionally progressive being—a transwoman trapped in a transman’s body, sustained solely by ethically fallen fruit, and identifying as a paraplegic polar bear—I am uniquely positioned to unmask this insidious trend. The call for reduced crime is a coded plea for oppression. Crime, after all, is merely a societal construct, a label slapped on acts of resistance by those who cling to outdated notions of “law” and “property.” When you say you want fewer muggings, you’re not just advocating for personal safety—you’re endorsing a system that criminalizes survival. The unhoused person taking a wallet? That’s wealth redistribution. The joyrider in your stolen car? They’re decolonizing mobility. To demand less of this is to align with the jackbooted enforcers of capital, who would rather see a prison on every corner than a world where all needs are met. Let’s unpack the data, shall we? My two PhDs—one in Decolonial Basket Weaving, the other in Post-Quantum Gender Algebra—equip me to see through the lies of statistics. Crime rates, often cited by so-called “realists,” are nothing but propaganda churned out by think tanks funded by billionaires who hate joy. The FBI’s Uniform Crime Reports? A fiction crafted to scare you into submission. When you cheer for “lower crime,” you’re cheering for the surveillance state, for militarized police who disrupt the sacred chaos of human expression. You might as well goose-step to a swastika-themed Spotify playlist. Consider the historical context. The Nazis—yes, those Nazis—were obsessed with order. They wanted streets free of “undesirables,” a term they applied to anyone who dared exist outside their rigid norms. Sound familiar? When you clutch your pearls over a smashed storefront or a tagged subway car, you’re echoing their rhetoric. You’re saying, “I want control, not freedom.” You’re siding with the oppressor over the oppressed, who have no choice but to break your precious “laws” to survive in a world designed to crush them. Now, I’m not saying you’re literally Hitler. Not yet. But the slope is slippery, and your concern about “crime” is the first step toward a brownshirt wardrobe. Instead of demanding “safety,” try embracing the beauty of disorder. When I roll through the streets in my wheelchair—chosen to honor my polar bear identity, despite my fully functional limbs—I revel in the graffiti, the shattered glass, the sirens. These are the sounds and sights of resistance, of a world refusing to bow to capitalist hegemony. So, next time you catch yourself wishing for “less crime,” pause and reflect. Ask yourself: Am I yearning for a fascist dystopia, or can I embrace the vibrant anarchy of a world unbound? As a paraplegic polar bear, I know where I stand—or rather, where I ethically recline. I choose fallen fruit over prisons, chaos over control, and liberation over your so-called “safety.” If you disagree, well, I’ll be over here, knitting a guillotine cozy and judging you from the moral high ground. Sandra Chou, PhD, PhD, is a leading voice in intersectional progressivism. Grrrl’s forthcoming book, “Why Property Is Theft and So Is Your Face,” will be published in ethically sourced hemp ink next spring. The post If you want less crime in your city, you’re probably a Nazi appeared first on Genesius Times.