An excerpt from a post by a pro-capitalism ILP guy:
"... if they do become rich, they will find themselves in the company of other rich people who, like them, still have the void. The void is not a function of property, it is a function of struggle. To rip a person’s right to struggle is to castrate them, and this castration gives a feeling of powerlesness."
A brief parody of this:
Capitalist: Your raise is coming up, Joe. You've been a great employee, and i appreciate your commitment.
Joe: Wait a minute... did you just say 'raise'? Oh heavens no... i don't want any raise. How would I struggle to make my car insurance payment if you gave me a raise?
Capitalist: that's a good point, Joe, i hadn't thought of that. We men feel a great sense of accomplishment when we are able to barely make our car insurance payments. I know this because after i began having no problems making my own payments, i began to feel a deep powerlessness... like i didn't even have to put overtime in anymore just to barely make it. Emptiness consumed me there as i sat... as i sat and looked at the payment received receipt in the email Allstate sent me. Wtf was i gonna do? The next payment wasn't due for a whole month, and i already had enough money to pay it now if i wanted. Can you imagine the nightmare I was having?
Joe: No, and I sure as hell don't wanna. You get that raise away from me, boss. In fact, I'd like you to dock me a dollar.
True Story of the Day
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promethean75
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Had an audio of the shouting match but it's such chaos that I decided against publishing it. By god if God haddint gotten this SO registry nonsense repealed by now I don't think he's gonna do it.
Seventeen years later, and still none of em know wtf is going on. And, incidentally, this incompetence has cost me.
It is forever cemented in the cat lady and her sister's heads that i was charged with the two sex offenses in 2010 because the DA saw that i had prior misdemeanor indecent exposures (are not sex crimes), discovered that i was a recidivist and then whimsically decided to charge me with two sex crimes i didn't commit because of that.
This is the people in my family's understanding of the whole thing. Imagine being only around people who were terminally wrong about you and your circumstances. Not just that but they actually side with the enemy party, the State, and continue to blame me. Imagine what help you may have gotten but didn't because of a misunderstanding on the part of the incompetent party that could have helped you.
It was the second two wrongful charges that made me a ricidivist. They were the cause, not the effect.
I will repeat this simple explanation a hundred times and still these retards don't understand.
The State pays for this, too. Even though they didn't select the degenrate trash i would end up living with and losing opportunities to be helped from... they're actions caused these circumstances.
The State should have thought:
1. Is it possible that this guy we just fucked for life will end up living in a house with a person who keeps bags of cat feces for years and bathes maybe once a month and having a wealthy aunt who now thinks he's a pedophile fly to Italy instead of helping him get the truck destroyed by the businesses we defend with lethal force if necessary back on the road again... and then hold us responsible for it all years later?
2. Or is it safe to assume he'll just live a broken man for the rest of his life like all the other sex offenders we fucked by putting them on a registry empirically proven not to work over a decade ago by data analysts?
Bro should have totally picked 1. This gonna end up be the most epic bad decision he and his cohorts ever made.
Seventeen years later, and still none of em know wtf is going on. And, incidentally, this incompetence has cost me.
It is forever cemented in the cat lady and her sister's heads that i was charged with the two sex offenses in 2010 because the DA saw that i had prior misdemeanor indecent exposures (are not sex crimes), discovered that i was a recidivist and then whimsically decided to charge me with two sex crimes i didn't commit because of that.
This is the people in my family's understanding of the whole thing. Imagine being only around people who were terminally wrong about you and your circumstances. Not just that but they actually side with the enemy party, the State, and continue to blame me. Imagine what help you may have gotten but didn't because of a misunderstanding on the part of the incompetent party that could have helped you.
It was the second two wrongful charges that made me a ricidivist. They were the cause, not the effect.
I will repeat this simple explanation a hundred times and still these retards don't understand.
The State pays for this, too. Even though they didn't select the degenrate trash i would end up living with and losing opportunities to be helped from... they're actions caused these circumstances.
The State should have thought:
1. Is it possible that this guy we just fucked for life will end up living in a house with a person who keeps bags of cat feces for years and bathes maybe once a month and having a wealthy aunt who now thinks he's a pedophile fly to Italy instead of helping him get the truck destroyed by the businesses we defend with lethal force if necessary back on the road again... and then hold us responsible for it all years later?
2. Or is it safe to assume he'll just live a broken man for the rest of his life like all the other sex offenders we fucked by putting them on a registry empirically proven not to work over a decade ago by data analysts?
Bro should have totally picked 1. This gonna end up be the most epic bad decision he and his cohorts ever made.
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I can not stress this enough. The inequality that already exists between people, and the impossibility of morality between them because of that, is further exacerbated in a metaphysical way by reaching up to god in condemnation. To be born from degeneracy and sin without choice and to suffer lifelong effects of the inherited failings of someone else (the parents).
The finger has been pointed the wrong way for thousands of years; god pays for those sins and that degeneracy, not the sons of the fathers. And so begins a war against all that came before us, against all that has the word 'god' in its mouf. We wipe clean the filth waiting for us that we were so brutally thrown into by god.
The finger has been pointed the wrong way for thousands of years; god pays for those sins and that degeneracy, not the sons of the fathers. And so begins a war against all that came before us, against all that has the word 'god' in its mouf. We wipe clean the filth waiting for us that we were so brutally thrown into by god.
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Excellent point of interest. Notice the evasive maneuver made by the cat lady. Once it's shown that her complaining that I'm not cooking has no foundation and she's, again, proven to be a weasel, she grabs for something else she thinks she might win: "why don't you give me money if you have money for food?" and in doing so kinda fucks herself again (because when i do eat out I'm not eating her food... which is the same as not taking money from her... which is the inverse of giving her money). That aside, I'm doomed no matter what happens because:
1. If i do cook, and therefore get my half of a meal, I'm "eating all her food".
2. If i eat out (inversely paying her by not eating a $10 steak she bought, for instance) I'm "the lying bastard that won't cook".
This particular one occured immediately after she barged in, leaned over me and demanded "You're not cooking? Why not?!"
You'll hear in the episode what exactly is happening here. She refuses to buy ready-made microwave dinners (while at the same time getting meals on wheels) and is trying to obligate me to cook for her routinely. We made a deal that if and when i cook her food, i get half a serving for cook payment. She agreed. Now she's trying some slick shit. That don't work on the Kid, though.
Why do i do these. Because i have to redeem myself from lacking the virtue and courage to kill her. To hold so strongly to a conviction that you would do great terrible things to keep it. I pour out my wrath on paper and in sound so that all might bear witness to the slaughter.
https://voca.ro/1ZQUEgUuKiwT
Third one today. This is daily, yearly. Hard to even understand... and being unable to see it happening over its vast periods of time lends more to its mystery. How one becomes a sociopath, i mean. A literally inability to understand, much less feel, any such unconditional sympathy for something as others would. An indifference to the wellbeing of others with the stiffness of a Bertrand Russell. The cold, unemotional judge, jury, and executioner of all that is disgusting and repulsive to his good tastes.
How could one cut so deep into the truth without having fought monsters for years, decades, first?
1. If i do cook, and therefore get my half of a meal, I'm "eating all her food".
2. If i eat out (inversely paying her by not eating a $10 steak she bought, for instance) I'm "the lying bastard that won't cook".
This particular one occured immediately after she barged in, leaned over me and demanded "You're not cooking? Why not?!"
You'll hear in the episode what exactly is happening here. She refuses to buy ready-made microwave dinners (while at the same time getting meals on wheels) and is trying to obligate me to cook for her routinely. We made a deal that if and when i cook her food, i get half a serving for cook payment. She agreed. Now she's trying some slick shit. That don't work on the Kid, though.
Why do i do these. Because i have to redeem myself from lacking the virtue and courage to kill her. To hold so strongly to a conviction that you would do great terrible things to keep it. I pour out my wrath on paper and in sound so that all might bear witness to the slaughter.
https://voca.ro/1ZQUEgUuKiwT
Third one today. This is daily, yearly. Hard to even understand... and being unable to see it happening over its vast periods of time lends more to its mystery. How one becomes a sociopath, i mean. A literally inability to understand, much less feel, any such unconditional sympathy for something as others would. An indifference to the wellbeing of others with the stiffness of a Bertrand Russell. The cold, unemotional judge, jury, and executioner of all that is disgusting and repulsive to his good tastes.
How could one cut so deep into the truth without having fought monsters for years, decades, first?
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A classic favorite. We do this one often. After putting her true shyster nature on full display in an earlier failed attack, she now calls herself superior to the more intelligent, talented, and productive old man. "It's having a good heart," we hear after trying to con her son into feeling guilty for not cooking. Stuff like that, bruh. Not just once in a while. A constant barrage of it. You can't not become a psycho in this environment. I'm sorry.
https://voca.ro/1isszRKPn23e
https://voca.ro/1isszRKPn23e
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promethean75
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We do, indeed, arrive at a rather absurd conclusion. The entire premise collapsed upon itself and was shown to be not only unfounded but embarrasingly so. Observe the logical results of our analysis.
https://voca.ro/1cNLbLsDg2fs
https://voca.ro/1cNLbLsDg2fs
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The only other avaliable victims of my wrath are the sales guys that try to shyster her into buying something she doesn't need and can't afford.
We had a water heater guy over today. Had to corner him into admitting that it makes less sense to buy a new water heater than to ride this one until the wheels fall off and hope to sell the house before they do... buying a new ONLY if the wheels fall off before the house is sold. He simply wouldn't let up, and i had to step in. By then, he's been on the couch for twenty minutes listening to the cat lady's breast cancer stories and about how broke she is - this guy's on salary, mind you. Somebody is paying him to sit on a cat lady's couch for twenty minutes - and he's almost got her primed to consider getting a new one. A battle ensues. For every discount he tries to fudge in to persuade her to buy, she announces another disease she's had to tryda get him to come down even more. This goes on for 30+ minutes. Then, after she makes it abundantly clear that she can't afford any of the offers, the guy goes to the van and ends up sitting in there for ANOTHER twenty minutes writing up a sales plan that will get thrown away moments after giving it to her.
Don't aks why you pay so much for your shit. This is why. You have one useless party jacking the price up to get a piece and another jackass being paid by the useless party to sit on customers' couches and in vans for hours with nothing to show for it. And bro took his time... he wasn't just being polite and listening a bit to the customer. Bro actually sat down and started in about how great he is and how many states he's licensed in and how he wants what's best for you... a sales pitch drawn out way too long by a fat guy who's way too comfortable on a customer's couch.
The american employee work ethic and the careless unorganized mess of a business run by the three-quarters-absent capitalist all rolled into one.
We had a water heater guy over today. Had to corner him into admitting that it makes less sense to buy a new water heater than to ride this one until the wheels fall off and hope to sell the house before they do... buying a new ONLY if the wheels fall off before the house is sold. He simply wouldn't let up, and i had to step in. By then, he's been on the couch for twenty minutes listening to the cat lady's breast cancer stories and about how broke she is - this guy's on salary, mind you. Somebody is paying him to sit on a cat lady's couch for twenty minutes - and he's almost got her primed to consider getting a new one. A battle ensues. For every discount he tries to fudge in to persuade her to buy, she announces another disease she's had to tryda get him to come down even more. This goes on for 30+ minutes. Then, after she makes it abundantly clear that she can't afford any of the offers, the guy goes to the van and ends up sitting in there for ANOTHER twenty minutes writing up a sales plan that will get thrown away moments after giving it to her.
Don't aks why you pay so much for your shit. This is why. You have one useless party jacking the price up to get a piece and another jackass being paid by the useless party to sit on customers' couches and in vans for hours with nothing to show for it. And bro took his time... he wasn't just being polite and listening a bit to the customer. Bro actually sat down and started in about how great he is and how many states he's licensed in and how he wants what's best for you... a sales pitch drawn out way too long by a fat guy who's way too comfortable on a customer's couch.
The american employee work ethic and the careless unorganized mess of a business run by the three-quarters-absent capitalist all rolled into one.
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A jew can not be a normal person if he ever hears a word of judaism. Not for the rest of his life. Once that book is opened before his innocent eyes, the boy will be cursed to shlep around a poisoned conscience until he dies his jewish deth. A Muslim is only slightly less fucked. Just the daily ritual requirements alone are enough to drive one mad. They gotta pray like ten times a day. Get the rug out, shoes off, the while nine yards.
The Jews are like the witches in Dune, though. A secret covenant of freaks with designs of its own tryna manipulate all the houses so they can fulfill some ludicrous prophecy that exists only in their overheated brains.
The Jews are like the witches in Dune, though. A secret covenant of freaks with designs of its own tryna manipulate all the houses so they can fulfill some ludicrous prophecy that exists only in their overheated brains.