More joy from my Youtube comments on this video
No no no… you’re still trapped in their boxes. The big lie is not that there’s not that there’s’ no alternative to capitalism, is that the system exactly as it is now is the only form capitalism can take and therefore to want to change it in even the slightest is to be AGAINST capitalism and THEREFORE unthinkable. But capitalism is a game and the rules of a game can be changed at any time and it’s still the same damned game. We could radically rewrite the rules of capitalism and it would STILL be capitalism. It hurts me to see so many of my fellow liberals fall for this con when they talk smack about capitalism when all they really want is a rule change. The right instantly wins when you align yourself with anti-capitalism and they know it. Resist the urge. Because what they REALLY fear is a change to the rules of capitalism that would threaten THEIR position. The system could be a brutal dictatorship and they would still be against all change because they’re high in the hierarchy and would have the most to lose if we the people started shaking the tree from down here where we are. Remember, it’s they who rise the highest who fall the furthest… and they know it.
I agree with myself on this.
Actual capitalism – as opposed to the bullshit status quo that calls itself capitalism right now – is an inherently flexible and robust system which can keep going under all kinds of rulesets and therefore there is no reason we cannot adjust the rules in order to make things more fair.
After all, even children know that some kids keep winning the game because they have both found and made easily exploited loopholes to the rules, you change the rules to get rid of the loopholes so that everyone can enjoy the game again.
And kids also know that whatever kids were unfairly advantaged by the previous rules will squeal like little piggies about how “unfair” this is all is.
But it’s the opposite of unfair. It WAS unfair and we fixed it. You’re just mad because now you have to actually compete with everyone else.
That’s the Bertrand Privilege Test in action : one of the surest signs that someone is privileged is that they react to equality like it is a personal attack.
It’s practically a confession.
A confession because only those with an unfair advantage can lose out when equality is restored. For all of us playing fair, whether willingly or not, we can only benefit.
And if you need proof that capitalism can not just survive but thrive under a more fair and equitable set of rules, you need only look at Europe.
Countries like France and Germany maintain extremely high levels of economic performance while also being far, far more fair and humane than anything we have ever seen on this side of the Atlantic.
That’s the big, open secret the parasitic plutocratic fatcats of North American society don’t want people to learn about let alone think about.
Because guess what? Germans still can get rich via capitalism. So can the French. And the Spanish. And the citizens of every other even vaguely civilized nation on Earth.
All over the world, people are getting rich and buying mansions and yachts and gold plated toilet seats while ALSO being subject to a much fairer set of rules that insure that the people benefit from their success as well.
So remember : it’s our economy. We can make any changes to its rules that we see fit. It belongs to us.
We do NOT belong to it.
More after the break.
Underground forest fire
I am unwell.
Not only do I feel distinctly feverish – that all too familiar feeling like there’s a space heater in my core and it’s turned way up.
I should get a good digital thermometer. I’d feel better if I had data.
More worrying than the fever is that I woke up with a gut so full of acid that I couldn’t move a meter without being stopped by a stomach spasm that made me audibly and involuntarily cry out in pain.
Luckily, some water then some food tamed the acid overdose and I am no longer in that kind of pain.
But it worries me because that’s a very unusual symptom for me. I’ve not had acid indigestion or heartburn very often in my life.
Plus I feel like the acid is still there so I may have merely delayed the symptom.
In addition, I feel lightheaded and woozy and I have a headache centered right smack dab in the middle of my forehead, where my bindi would be were I Hindu.
And I understandably feel kinda squirrely and paranoid because I went from lazing in my bed comfortably after a nap to in pain from the sudden onset of a mysterious and painful ailment in the time it takes to sit up.
Could it be from being insufficiently hydrated? It’s possible, I suppose. Hydration seemed to be the solution to the problem. It diluted the acid and gave me enough breathing room to go get food.
Or it could be another manifestation of what I have been calling the Demon Hunger that I suffer from time to time. Hunger signals our stomachs to produce acid, after all.
But something’s up, I am sure of that. Last night I had this weird pain all through my forehead and jaw and had to take one gabapentin and some acetaminophen in order to get it to go away.
That’s not usual either. I am quite worried that I am coming down with an infection of some sort and I am going to have to go see Doctor Chao or even go to the ER before all is said and done.
Or maybe the problem will disappear just as mysteriously as it appeared, like those bouts of flu-like symptoms I get from time to time.
I guess my immune system, compromised as it is, always wins in the end. At least when it comes to systemic problems like this.
If it’s some localized infection eating a hole in my flesh, it couldn’t care less.
The saddest part of this is that there’s a little voice in my head saying, “well, at least something exciting is happening for once!”.
Am I really that bored of mu rut? I’d have every right to be. I have been living the exact same pathetic lifestyle for 25 of my 49 years and it’s getting a tad stale.
There has to be a path to a better way of living. Something where I feel free and useful and clean and good, instead of stewing in my own juices all the goddamned time.
I’d rather be able to jettison the juices and rinse myself off inside so I can start again with a clean slate and maybe do as better job of things this time out.
I have all this intelligence and talent to give the world.
Isn’t that worth meeting me halfway somehow, world?
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.
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