That Elusive Utopia
We’ve occasionally dipped a toe in the various trans subreddits, marvelling at the inhabitants and their improbable woes, but other bedlamite communities are available.
For instance, we could linger in the mood room of Reddit’s anarchists.
Where questions abound:
There’s a lot to unpack in there, what with the implications of crime and the assumption of some inexhaustible human kindness, but let’s press on. In the replies, deep and radical knowledge may await:
My partner would go out and dumpster dive, and I would forage and garden, that was our “grocery shopping.” I knew where to find fruit and wild vegetables. It took about a year to learn what was edible in the area.
A year of hit-and-miss. Bodes well for the digestive tract. And yes, the thrill of other people’s bin contents has been mentioned here before.
Not really selling the lifestyle, I fear.
Living free. In other people’s bins.
So not entirely liberated from those capitalist shackles, then.
I’m sure it wasn’t due to any maladjustment.
I truly miss the experience, but I believe it was too much for my ex to handle and it accelerated their mental health issues.
Okay then.
Other enthusiasts offer their hard-won wisdom:
The word is thievery. Lol.
However,
And then there’s this guru of the alternative:
It’s all kindness, kindness, burglary.
But it’s earning a living that’s ugly, you know.
Readers with a taste for dissonance and convolution will find much to chew on.
Update, via the comments:
EmC quotes this,
And adds,
Squatting – theft.
Commercial burglaries – theft.
Retail thefts – theft.
It is worth noting the extent to which this supposedly heroic “rejection of capitalism,” all this awfully pious “life without money,” does seem to depend on freeloading and thieving from others. Specifically, from those who don’t regard earning a living, supporting themselves and their families, as a vice. Some kind of unendurable indignity.
Decide.
“If you live there, it’s yours,” says one participant.
At which point, a psychological profile may become apparent.
Speaking of human kindness, there are tip jar buttons below.
It appears xcancel is back in business.
“[…] Lizzie was a great fan of an actress named Nance O’Neill.”
“Murder is one thing, but. . .”
I miss Florence King.
[ Muffled chomping, crumbs. ]
Except for the hulk in gray next to Mr. Whatever who, aside from a thrift store dress, isn’t making much of an effort, one has to wonder if these guys ever realize that their over the top “feminine” appearance and exaggerated mannerisms appear to be a cartoon version to anyone who knows actual women and gives away that they are not.
This. And what many people forget in about juries being Triers of Fact, that appealing a verdict is never a challenge to the facts but is about whether or not something was a procedural mistake or an act fraud occurred prior/during the trial.
This also goes to the prosecution’s side that they do not ever have to prove motive (though, most jurors do want a motive presented because as humans they want a reason “why”. Motive, if mentioned by prosecution at all, will be confined to opening and closing statements). It is part of the prosecution’s side to prove intent — “Was this an accident? Or did it result from negligence? Or was this a deliberate act?”
On a MAGA fb group post that stated “Why are there zero Muslim politicians in the Republican Party…” I pointed out that Dr. Oz is a Muslim. “Oooh! Oooh! But his children are baptized! Yeah you are that stupid. One in a million “. Yeah
Another discussion with a apparently Republican guy but one highly confident that our elections are secure, the topic was Julian Assange’s (apparent) comment saying digital records should not be the official document because they can relatively easily be altered. Well, it would take too long to adequately describe but rino techy guy got hung up on some idea that I was a Luddite. When I said I was a retired SW developer. then it was because I was an old man. He could not get off his blind faith that technology was a satisfactory answer to every problem.
Knowledge declines, credulity increases.
Every technological advance comes with a new set of issues caused by that technology. About 5 minutes after photography was invented, use of the camera to make p0rn or fake-pics of ghosts/fairies/demons to fool the rubes who come to seances came about.
VHS and Beta where one could record off the TV or tape-to-tape created a huge market in pirate copies. Ditto Napster. And the Internet created a market in mass-produced term papers.
Cheaters will always exploit new advances in technology, partly because the innovators never adequately anticipate the exploitation.
It’s like the auto-registration to vote being done by motor vehicle departments when someone gets or renews their driver’s license. Oh! But there’s a box one has to check that they’re eligible to register or it’s a crime! Yeah, but you double check, right? Nooo… no need to cuz the box!
Hundreds of thousands of ineligible voters on the rolls later — “but but but no “evidence” that they are voting in widespread numbers! And if you look, you’re RAAAAACIST!”
Lord.
For some people, even techies, technology is magic.
Our moral betters
My tiffin didn’t turn out right but I ate it anyway.
Hot dog y’alls tiffin looks good! I’ve been surfing the internet recipe sites for tiffin and my sweet tooth is going off something fierce. It’s been far too hot here to bake anything, but icebox cake, icebox pie, and now tiffin requires none of that… I think my weekend project has been chosen.
[ Strokes tiffin. ]
If David is getting aroused by this thread I’m lowering the price of drinks.
“Have you ever lived without money?”
Yes, for the first ten years or so of my life. Then, as I gradually became more independent and interacted more with other people, as I became more and more AN ADULT, others required something in in return for what they gave me to compensate them for no longer having that thing.
Those touting such schemes seem to forget that the unemployed or those unwilling to contribute are sent to prison (communist) or get an ice pick that makes your ears burn (anarchist).