No cummie
No talkie
No cummie
No talkie
I once ordered from a wings place and left the comment “arrange the chicken into a pentagram. please, I need this”
They didn’t do it, but I hope I made someone chuckle out of it.
The disease is unlimited money in politics.
There are billionaires who were already radicalized to this level. They’re just pouring their fortunes into bringing everyone else into their fold, too.
Remember 15 years ago when Republicans finally stopped going after LGBTQ folks, and how that slowly started to erode after Citizens United? It is not coincidental. There are evangelist billionaires whose only concern in the world is a regressive future, and that’s bad for everybody.
It truly was a transformation for them.
Given, I think most of their early video game career was spent in Mississippi, which would make any human alive miserable.
But yeah, hats off to Commander Sterling. There’s a vivaciousness there now that is nothing but a pleasure to see.
This is where I tend to disagree with Marx as well.
Capital is a fantastic book full of scathing and prophetic analyses of capitalism and its innate degradation of value and connection.
The Communist Manifesto is a book with some good ideas but some implementation that I find flawed. And that’s not a knock on Marx-- critiquing problems is a significantly easier prospect than offering solutions.
But a lot of Marx’s proposals for the implementation of Communism are rooted in authoritarianism, even if their end goal is the dissolution of the state and capital. Also, for an ideology versed in the formation and interdependence of worker communities, the Day of the Rope is kind of antithetical to establishing solidarity and mostly serves, I believe, as masturbatory schadenfreude.
But hey, I’m willing to fix some of the stuff that doesn’t work instead of throwing more fuel into the machine that over-harvests people and our planet to the point of destruction.
I really like this nuanced take, btw. Thanks for posting it.
I prefer to think of myself as an Epsilon Male.
As in, “Y the fuck are you like this, bro?”