so important to realize this. laws are just what this group of people said. another group of people say they’re this. in the end, what they do is all that matters. it’s almost like you could just skip them, grab him by the collar, and shake him down to the tune of ‘whatever it takes to make you sit down, shut up, and stop your BS’.
i knew that the owner class was the problem all along, and i knew that we needed to topple the owner class in order to utilize these things for their humanitarian benefits. i guess i naively thought people would band together for the hope of a better world. i watched the arab springs and the former soviet states and they gave me hope, but i guess the western world is too weak to do the right thing.
the more and more i watch good people do nothing and listen to arm chair commenters like yourself, the more i think that maybe we deserve this dystopia.
an unbiased mediator and administrator of resources that makes logical decisions to benefit all of humanity, able to find patterns that most humans cannot, process data in ways humans cannot, and not driven by petty human emotion? yeah, why would something like that give me hope?
all those things still have the potential to create a better world, and the problem is still the same: the owner class is using them to benefit themselves only. we have to destroy this dystopia by any means necessary. every day we don’t is another day we doom billions to suffer for the benefit of a few.
AI was supposed to save the world.
These sociopaths have taken the only hope i ever thought we had and are going to use it to screw us. I want the money changers out of the temple NOW.
and this is why religion has to go. how the fuck this archaic thought process still dominates modern society is beyond me, but i cannot see a way out of this until religion is stomped into the ground by any means necessary. it is literally one of the top three roadblocks to a humane world.
the great touring jam bands provided a wonderful environment to meet new people in back in the 90’s. the parking lots of grateful dead and phish concerts were chock full of society’s misfits, many of them well-read and witty (some of them not-so-much). It was not introverted at all - there were so many outgoing, lively, and fun people.
i think many of you are more outgoing than you give yourself credit for. you just live in a world where you don’t want to mingle with the inhabitants, and i think that might even reflect a skewed view of the outside world. i’m pretty far left and i still have fun in bars in little ranch towns in the western states. most of those people are more fun than your average morose, urban-dwelling shoe gazer.
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung Would you hear my voice come through the music? Would you hold it near as it were your own? It’s a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken Perhaps they’re better left unsung I don’t know, don’t really care Let there be songs to fill the air Ripple in still water When there is no pebble tossed Nor wind to blow
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