Our Betters Make Plans (2)
The World Economic Forum’s Ida Auken wants to correct your primitive lifestyle:
Embrace the upgrade, you filthy savages:
This is bonkers. She ignores the fact that people are not going to use their neighbour’s car or indeed, a neighbour is not going to let anyone else use their car. That’s the problem with bollocks like this – it doesn’t take into account human nature. pic.twitter.com/n6n7BrBOxq
— James Melville 🚜 (@JamesMelville) June 12, 2024
Because having neighbours and strangers, people you don’t know, taking your car, apparently at random, would be terribly progressive and super-convenient, and “fun,” and “not annoying.”
More on Ms Auken’s vision of tomorrow can be found here:
All these things, these beastly capitalist products, would be “free.”
And not yours.
Update, via the comments:
If the above sounds like an evasive, rather coy way of saying, “Everything will belong to the state,” or, “Surrender all territory,” then hold that thought.
Update 2:
In the comments, Brother John quips, rather pithily,
Indeed. We might also pause to consider the endless glamour of so-called “social” housing projects, where decidedly anti-social behaviour is not exactly uncommon, or public transport, or any number of other areas in which responsibility is dispersed and nebulous. Take away the territorial aspect, the ownership – the concept that Ms Auken finds so bothersome and passé – and things are generally much more likely to tend towards degradation.
Sometimes quite rapidly and to an eye-widening extent.
The human urge to have some territory over which other people – and the state – do not have total dominion is not a trivial thing.
Or, as Mr Muldoon puts it,
But hey, progress.
The wonderfully advanced people telling us we shouldn’t own anything, just trust it will be available to us when we want it, never seem to stand up against people losing access to common services like banking on the whim of a DEI functionary.
Yet if such a system is to not be a method of oppression you can’t discriminate… oh yes, it is just a method of oppression.
That’s next on their list.
It does seem to be a roundabout way of saying everything will belong to the state.
Or, surrender all territory.
You have people unwilling to walk some 20 or 30 feet to return a shopping cart to a corral at grocery stores. Take that or the litter of abandoned smart scooters you can find scattered on the sidewalks of metropolitan areas and imagine where all the “borrowed” cars would wind up.
Mankind has been on this Earth how long? And Progressives flatter themselves to think they discovered the means to Utopia, ignoring the predictability of human nature.
And yet these preening creatures wonder how it can be that their fantasies aren’t met with universal applause, or cheerful and immediate deference.
Embedded into the back of other cars. Who cares about shunting free stuff?
We might also pause to consider the endless glamour of so-called “social” housing projects, where decidedly anti-social behaviour is not exactly uncommon, or public transport, or any number of other things. Take away the territorial aspect, the ownership, and things are much more likely to tend towards degradation. Sometimes quite rapidly and to an eye-widening extent.
The human urge to have some territory over which other people – and the state – do not have total dominion is not a trivial thing.
That can fuck off.
Well, er, yes. Quite.
Tell me you have never worked a day in your life without telling me you have never worked a day in your life.
“Sorry about your wife going into labor, I needed some cigarettes, by the way, you need some new tires”.
Anybody ever wash a rented car?
No?
This woman is an idiot.
I’m so far up to here with these international lunatics that I’d urge the next president to send an expeditionary force to simply destroy them. Pop in at one of their conventions unannounced, kill or capture whomever you can, and leave not one stone on top of another.
There are already several carpooling networks in the country, and across Europe, serving those so inclined – they’ve been around for years – but they remain, shall we say, a niche concern. It would seem that the overwhelming majority of motorists would prefer not to have some random stranger poking about in something to which they may well feel attached, and may need at short notice, and which is generally a person’s second-most-expensive possession, after their home.
There are already several carpooling networks in the country…
I have no problem with the carpooling idea as long as it is up front who is responsible for what, for instance, everyone in the pool chips in for new tires, who gets use priority based on what, and so on, but the notion that you can just walk up to a random car and use a phone app to drive off without so much as a by-your-leave, is utter lunacy.
Of course with Full Luxury Communism™ the robots will do all the maintenance, I guess.
One of the many neglected aspects is the loss of perceptual boundaries. If some rando is hanging around my car, it’s pretty easy to deduce shenanigans are occurring. If randos are constantly getting in and out of ‘my’ car, that’s a lot of cover for crims having a go, via the app or not.
A lot of the trans/women’s spaces stuff revolves around that, I think. The reassurance of being able to determine easily, whether someone’s supposed to be there or not.
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These are rootless cranks who spend most of their time in airport VIP lounges and have domestic staff to clean up and reconfigure their living/income generation rooms between uses.
And the uncanny way that environmentalists target that very instinct instead of trying to work with it (here’s a theory: sustainable environment comes from ground-up stewardship which comes from ownership and having a stake in the future).
And putting everything into a common pool isn’t going to make the instinct for ownership/territory go away, it’s just going to incentivize gaming the system, naked exercises of power, and (for non-whites) unashamed ethnic group preferences.
Almost every sentence Ms Auken mouths is absurd, or dubious, or simply untrue.
When The Other half and I were out for a drive in the Peak District and spotted an elderly couple who’d underestimated the difficulty of their hike and desperately needed a lift, we were happy to oblige. Water and sweets were provided, and amiable chatting ensued. It was indeed pleasing to be able to help them out. Plus, the elderly couple didn’t look particularly dangerous or likely to steal any of the crap stashed on the back seat.
But having strangers drive away your car, seemingly unannounced, and regardless of your own plans and preferences, isn’t quite like that – and doesn’t sound fun. At all.
She, on the other hand, as a Very Important Person–a member of the Nomenklatura–will have a car permanently assigned to her to facilitate her selfless activities on behalf of us, the lumpen proletariat.
This, this, this.
I have observed the reality of “shared property” on numerous occasions: College dorms and small houses, rooming houses, slan shacks, etc. Neglect of the common areas was rife. In some, as a matter of fact, the stench of uncleaned cat boxes was pervasive and even the presence of cat or dog feces on out-of-the-way stairs was far from unknown. And in all these places, the residents endeavored to have their own personal stereos and TV’s and whatever other things they could afford.
As a child, disputes with siblings over what to watch on the one TV (and what music to play on the one stereo) were not rare and negotiating these conflicts was difficult and sometimes impossible.
If, some day, you happen to be arguing with this bitch after which she drives away and promptly rolls her car into a ditch, please refrain from rendering assistance.
I have encountered amazingly inventive “reasons” why they don’t return those shopping carts: Everything from “The store should employ people to constantly retrieve carts before they can block parking spaces” to “Leaving carts all over the parking lot is beneficial to handicapped people who can use those carts to assist them in walking across the lot.”
Well, absolutely. ‘Tis the way of things.
For some reason, this came to mind:
And as Tim Newman once said,
Some don’t, of course.
The selfish cunt discussed here has a novelty reason as to why she needn’t bother returning her shopping cart – it would put her children’s lives in danger!
I have a question for anyone avidly watching the Disney Star Wars series “The Acolyte“. Obviously I’m not going to watch it myself ‘cos it’s dogshit and I have some self-respect. So can any of pathetic losers tell me if the word “Sith” has been uttered so far?
You see I have an Acolyte Theory – that the Lesbian Headlamp self-insert character(s) OSHA and FEMA will turn out to be the original Sith Lords. (Lordesses?)
And, of course, that they’ll be good and righteous and rightly opposing the evil Jedi who killed their parents. Because the Farce is Female, don’t you know.
As Mr Christiansen’s companion, QuiteFrankly, points out, there is an obvious solution. One that provides small children with a simple but positive example of adult responsibility. Something you’d think a parent – a parent who’s employed as a psychologist – might pause to consider.
They should put that on the posters.
For anyone wanting to share their car with strangers, remember Uber has to post their fees for cleaning up vomit.
These are rootless cranks who spend most of their time in airport VIP lounges and have domestic staff to clean up and reconfigure their living/income generation rooms between uses.
Comrade Kaprugina has some thoughts on the matter.
Not sure I want advice about automobile ownership and usage from someone likely accustomed to chauffeured transport at taxpayer expense. Though that might explain her notions about ‘borrowing’ vehicles.
Actually, yes. Vacuumed the interior too. It was rented through Turo.
Ye gods has this bint never heard of the Tragedy of the Commons? I didn’t make it a quarter of the way through her bilgewater article before my head started to pound (probably because it was hitting my desk, repeatedly). The beginning read like that eX-Twitter thread being passed around, as to what your ideal job would be at the Commune.
All these Utopias just assume that the basics will be provided, somehow [hands wave vaguely]. This article mentioned AI choosing her (borrowed?) outfit for the day, and I guess Full Luxury Communism assumes robots will do all the dirty work, but who builds and maintains the robots and AI? Who mines and smelts all the ores and minerals needed for a huge fleet of complex robots? That’s an awful lot of work to build and maintain machinery of the scale one of these Utopias would require. I guess that’s what the unpersoned subhumans will be doing – acting as slaves to the Elite, but it’s ok, this New slavery, because the slaves aren’t really people, right?
Thomas Sowell talks about the tragic vision of human nature, that we need to accept that people are flawed, selfish, even criminal, and that creating the perfect human is not possible, certainly not by a government (and only rarely by religion). Just talking about ideal worlds does not make them possible.
If you don’t own anything, I can see why it might be attractive to just take other peoples’ stuff and not have anything of your own that can be taken. But that isn’t progressive, it’s sociopathic.
Her words are a means to an end, not a way of expressing what she thinks is true. The end is total control of the population — promising utopia is a way of getting people to relinquish their power and turn it over to people like her.
She doesn’t actually think that the arrangement will work the way she says it will. She just knows that it will get her the power she wants.
I guess that’s what the unpersoned subhumans will be doing – acting as slaves to the Elite, but it’s ok, this New slavery, because the slaves aren’t really people, right?
Explanation for the West’s current immigration policies right there.
The pilgrims initially were pure communist: no ownership of land. They starved because some people don’t want to work. When they ended that experiment and divied up the land for farming, they prospered. huh. who would have guessed.
A free enterprise system harnesses individual ambition for the benefit of all. People like Steve Jobs create billion dollar businesses with that ambition. Other people create a thriving coffee shop or plumbing business.
I’m obliged to get feedback from this crowd on an important issue; https://x.com/NoContextBrits/status/1801192551682019610
I assume she comes from a wealthy family and has always had everything she wants without effort. So many of these malevolent lunatics do.
She just knows that it will get her the power she wants.
Yep, because she knows it will appeal to the lot of leftists who want to remain perpetual children with their whims catered and devoid of any responsibility.
Meanwhile – The Acolyte – The Critical Drinker has thoughts…
Episode 1
Episode 2
Strange that pease pudding is worst rated, as it’s quite tasty.
[ Ugly rumblings. ]
She, on the other hand, already owns everything, I betcha. Which makes her views even more sociopathic.
I’m obliged to get feedback from this crowd on an important issue
There’s some good eats on that list and I’ve eaten everything on it. The only things I would not eat again are the sugary desserts.
Ooh, dreams of lardy cake…
“You go, girl fire.” Heh.
Hehe, cucumber sandwiches. I remember my grandmother making those, I could never figure out the appeal.
She was of English heritage (I’m an evil colonialist country mongrel; 1/4 Brit, 1/4 French, 1/4 Spanish, 1/4 German).
Added: Oh hey, what’s that last tasty-sounding item? I didn’t dare look it up.
[ Ugly rumblings. ]
A fine day would be an English breakfast (skip the black pudding), pease pudding for lunch, garden vegetable salad and rock cake for afternoon tea but with coffee, and roast beef and Yorkshire pudding for dinner (or the roast lamb). Yum.
I’m obliged to get feedback from this crowd on an important issue;
Aren’t cucumber sandwiches the precursor to avocado toast? Both fairly bland, almost tasteless, fruits on bread.
I too am a mongrel: Brit, French, Dutch, and German.
[ Waves bottle of wine in front of webcam. Wine from ancestral French estate. ]
It occurs to me that some overseas readers may now assume that British people sit around wolfing down bowls of clotted cream – just clotted cream, mind – and gnawing on dry Yorkshire puddings, alone on a plate, untouched by gravy or anything else.
Even I have had British-style scones with clotted cream and jam.
Also, on GBBO, they always show the puddings as filled with savory stuff, so that part I get.
How can they be dry when they are baked in a pan well greased with beef drippings from the beef roast? I get the impression that in England they are traditionally eaten with gravy on top, but they are also tasty smeared with fresh butter.
[ Brings wine bottle closer to webcam. Increases ostentatious waving. ]
Lamb and mint together – utter savages.
I believe that is what you get after eating most of the stuff on that list, but they will pass.
Yes, it’s usually part of a roast Sunday dinner, not a dessert. Just so we’re clear. Also quite good with sausages and oceans of onion gravy.
The last time I had clotted cream was several years ago at a wake, with scones and tiny pastries. Quite enjoyable, all things considered.
Just going to leave this here, for no reason whatsoever.
One of my great, great, great grandfathers was this guy:
Couldn’t bring myself to watch the video, but…
Ms. Auken, who owns that very fine microphone you are blithering into? Who owns the hair-care tools used on your immaculate “do”? (So casual and modern!) Who owns the aircraft you flew to UAE aboard? Who owns the pristine hotel suite you are currently vacationing in? Who owns the camera that took this video? Who owns the mill that produced the fine fabric of your shirt?
Moron. Evil moron.
[ Retrieves bottle of German wine. Waves both. ]
Froggies and Bosch! And there’s Dutch cheese in the fridge, bwa-hah-hah-hah!
Must admit I had assumed a Banoffee pie was American. Because, well why wouldn’t it be?
I’m quite surprised not to see “Smack Barm Pea Wet” on that list.
The trouble with a Pie Barm is that it’s a bit on the dry side being basically a pie-in-a-pie. A bit like a bread sandwich.
So you can replace the pie with something even cheaper and greasier (‘smack’ is a battered, fried, slice of potato) and lubricate it with the “discharge that comes off of mushy peas“.
Don’t pretend you aren’t tempted.
Seems like Episode 3 has really impressed him 😀
I must say how stunning and brave it is to add a “coven of communist lesbian space witches” to the lore of
Gay Wars, sorry, Star Wars.Nothing like the word discharge to fire up the appetite.
Now, about that Sith question??
Skipping past the futility of pointing out how stupid Ida Auken’s idea is, I think it would be very instructive to know who funds her election campaigns. Probably a whole WORLD of information hiding there, if you know what I mean, nudge wink say no more…
What’s wrong with that? It’s a nice combination.
communist lesbian space witches
Band name? Yassssss…
Blacks Can’t Be Racist™
The Bee is never wrong.
it’s ok, this New slavery, because the slaves aren’t really people, right?
The Morlocks will eventually get theirs.
“You go, girl fire.”
Watching Star Wars “fans” melt down over the fire scene is an excellent example of just how unthinkingly reactionary the entire fanbase has become. They really are bunch of toxic manbabies at this point. A couple of “influencers” get angry about the fire – in a series where TIE fighters go WRAAAAAW pewpewpew WRAAAAAAW in airless space, and an N95 mask is sufficient to protect you on an airless asteroid – to gin up the nerdrage and the entire fanbase loses their minds.
Panem et circenses.
I see Karl beat me to the episode 3 link. Well done.
There were rumblings that this episode would destroy the background of Star Wars, but it seems even the Critical Drinker was surprised at the size of the crash.
Not just that burning a book could destroy a stone fortress and destroy the coven of lesbian commies. Not just that a Jedi would hand his light sabre to a girl who had never handed one in her life. Not just that the leader of the lesbian club (that’s made for you and me) would claim that the Thread cannot be used for violence, and minutes later do just that.
Not even that two lesbians can create twins, only to fight over them afterwards with one saying, “I carried them,” and the other somehow trumping that by saying, “I created them!”
It’s that, as one commenter put it, “Disney has made a show where even in a galaxy far, far away…the black kids still don’t have a Father!”
You know, when gays were closeted, we got Oscar Wilde, Christian Dior, La Cage aux Folles, Liberace, John Waters, and Freddie Mercury, Now, we get drag queen story hours, The Acolyte, and Doctor Was.*
* Note: Statement made for ironic use only. Use only as prescribed.
As I’ve said before, I’m not a big Star Wars fan. I don’t care about it anywhere near enough to get annoyed. I belatedly watched Andor, which is supposed to be one of the better TV efforts, a neglected gem, but I found it underwhelming. Rather hard to care about and at no point compelling.
If a drama is badly paced, I tend to lose interest.
[ Checks Ephemera links one last time. ]
The panem is weeviled and the circenses moth-eaten.
Always choose the lesser of two weevils.
“Between two weevils, I always pick the one I never tried before.” ― Mae West, probably
Watching Disney shills excuse burning camp fires in the vacuum of space because “It’s just a children’s fantasy story about magical space wizards with laser swords bruuuuuuuh” never gets old.
Most of the sci-fi fans I’ve known will continue to buy tickets. [ Rolls eyes. ]
That astonishingly shallow and unconvincing piece works exactly the opposite way to which it is intended. I love the city, but there’s something about her attempts to persuade me that make me want to be nothing more than a backwards hick in the ‘abandoned houses’ in the ‘small 19th century villages’ that she deplores.
Infants live that way and they’re happy. Mostly.
Back at her ilk with this classic: “Keep the change, ya filthy animal”
They have the good taste not to want the pickled eggs.
How do you think they got to be elderly, after all?
Re: public cars
I should like to share the Israeli grunge classic “Company Car”.
Unfortunately, I could not find any version with captions in English (Zionist Overlord #43 is getting his ass whipped for the oversight), but the images in the video convey an idea of the lyrics. Except for verse “delivering a live calf”. I hope. Must confess I didn’t check…
Anyone ever change anything they own, to make it more yours? Say, painting your home or your car, or even just changing the strings on your guitar? Kiss that goodbye. You can’t change that which is shared and owned by the state. You see, everything is still owned, just not by you. Sorry madam, but it’s not more fun to share, it’s more fun to own and to tell you to pound sand, because the most important thing I own is my mind, and you’re not getting that either you collectivist bovine twit.
I’m not sure if this thread is even active or not, but I just read it and I feel compelled to say one thing – Daniel Ream is a f***ing retarded idiot. Seriously, I am so effing tired of people like him. Daniel, you are why the right lost the culture war. You are the problem. Your argument of “a show has a fantasy element to it, so there are no rules and people who get upset when nonsensical thing X happened are being silly” is so far beyond stupid that I really don’t know how else to respond to it other than just to mock your idiocy and point out that the left won the culture war because of people like you. I refuse to take it anymore seriously than that or pretend that people like Daniel deserve a more respectful response. You want respect, show it. A series having a sci-fi or fantasy element does not mean that rules don’t matter, or that anything can happen, or that bad plots and writing somehow don’t count because space wizards. Daniel – YOU. ARE. THE. PROBLEM. You are why we lost control of our society to a group of freaks who hate us, and you need to sit down, shut the eff up, and stay out of our way while the rest of us try to fix the damage YOU caused.