I don't think we can renounce humanism. I don't think we should, at least. If you've ever seen something beautiful, if you've ever lived with someone really beautiful, in their values, their actions, their character, intelligence, personality, appearance, if you've ever heard truly moving music, I think you'd be betraying yourself by being anything less than a fierce humanist -- all this beauty doesn't belong to the immortal, perennial, indifferent universe, isn't a fruit of the economic system, isn't a product of machines, of the eternal structure of the cosmos, or anything else, even life itself. It lies singularly in the human mind, the beholding eye, and in the presence of other humans to share it.

This demands faith in a certain human ideal -- high above the corruptible idiocy in display in politics -- the basis which produced those indefectible experiences, feelings and ideas most people had a chance of experiencing, or at least had a small glimpse. No matter what happens, one can't lose faith or abandon this defense of the basic human ideal (if only your own humanity) in favor of anything else, or nothing else. It's not about optimism (although optimism can be an important tool in this persistence), it's about maintaining all that is good in the universe (again at least in your own life and loved ones, if it comes to that).

We may go (indeed we will go eventually), but let us go living, and fighting, for what's worth living and fighting for; hollow ones (worshippers of gods or capitals, nihilists and ignoramus) be damned.

Be safe, friend. And Don't you dare go hollow :)