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accelafine wrote: ↑Thu May 15, 2025 11:30 pm

promethean75 wrote: ↑Thu May 15, 2025 11:15 pm Wut?! No dummy those numbers are the prices of a whole bitcoin. No way could I buy a whole coin.

Wow. Someone gave me some bitcoins back when it started and I thought they were worthless and forgot about them. I'd better dig them out then

FFS woman. "some bitcoins" <--- plural - you could be rather rich --- 1 bitcoin currently = $164,719.14 AUD

Best you get in touch with the someone that gave you them if you are not sure how to dig them out (pun intended )

attofishpi wrote: ↑Mon Jun 02, 2025 12:51 am

accelafine wrote: ↑Thu May 15, 2025 11:30 pm

promethean75 wrote: ↑Thu May 15, 2025 11:15 pm Wut?! No dummy those numbers are the prices of a whole bitcoin. No way could I buy a whole coin.

Wow. Someone gave me some bitcoins back when it started and I thought they were worthless and forgot about them. I'd better dig them out then

FFS woman. "some bitcoins" <--- plural - you could be rather rich --- 1 bitcoin currently = $164,719.14 AUD

Best you get in touch with the someone that gave you them if you are not sure how to dig them out (pun intended )

All sorted, thanks
Glad you are still in the land of the living. I was starting to worry about your dog.

accelafine wrote: ↑Mon Jun 02, 2025 2:16 am

attofishpi wrote: ↑Mon Jun 02, 2025 12:51 am

accelafine wrote: ↑Thu May 15, 2025 11:30 pm

Wow. Someone gave me some bitcoins back when it started and I thought they were worthless and forgot about them. I'd better dig them out then

FFS woman. "some bitcoins" <--- plural - you could be rather rich --- 1 bitcoin currently = $164,719.14 AUD

Best you get in touch with the someone that gave you them if you are not sure how to dig them out (pun intended )

All sorted, thanks
Glad you are still in the land of the living. I was starting to worry about your dog.

Donnie's fine, walking up a creek with him right now. Odd how everyone seems to care more about my dog rather than me!

Yes, I'm fine thank you very much. Since you are loaded you can buy me a ticket to come visit u (and a ticket to the rugby of course )

Who's the hot middle-aged mexican chick i keep seeing in these commercials walking through some Italian vinyard in a skin-tight dress drinking wine and staring up into the sky like she's all deep and thankful (maybe because she's been able to make a substantial living just by being sexy on TV). That's how gracious god is, she's thinking. The same god that has starving african childrens with distended bellies sitting on muddy street corners fighting against a relentless onslaught of flies. That's the same god that put her on TV.

It's one of those food shows where some bourgeois yuppie travels all over the world tasting food.

Aren't these the fuckin worst? The only thing you wanna do is bend that bitch over. You don't give a damn about her fake fascination with Italy, and she couldn't tell you the first thing about it, anyway.

What does this stuff do. I'll tell you. It cheapens any reverence anyone might have had for culture after seeing a walking blowjob prancing through a vineyard sipping wine. like she's a historian or something taking in all the subtle details of the experience.

One of the fatal flaws of Christianity is its game-like nature; god makes you and then demands a game of hide and seek. He goes immediately into hiding and then threatens to torment you for eternity if you don't find him.

The whole thing is in very bad tastes, and one should refuse to play out of principle.

promethean75 wrote: ↑Mon Jun 02, 2025 10:08 am Who's the hot middle-aged mexican chick i keep seeing in these commercials walking through some Italian vinyard in a skin-tight dress drinking wine and staring up into the sky like she's all deep and thankful (maybe because she's been able to make a substantial living just by being sexy on TV). That's how gracious god is, she's thinking. The same god that has starving african childrens with distended bellies sitting on muddy street corners fighting against a relentless onslaught of flies. That's the same god that put her on TV.

It's one of those food shows where some bourgeois yuppie travels all over the world tasting food.

Aren't these the fuckin worst? The only thing you wanna do is bend that bitch over. You don't give a damn about her fake fascination with Italy, and she couldn't tell you the first thing about it, anyway.

What does this stuff do. I'll tell you. It cheapens any reverence anyone might have had for culture after seeing a walking blowjob prancing through a vineyard sipping wine. like she's a historian or something taking in all the subtle details of the experience.

You are such a misogynistic **nt. So she can't enjoy life because there are allegedly some hypothetical 'starving Africans'? Where are they and why are they 'starving'? As if you would care anyway.

I have to leave it up now because he will 'quote' it after that

Nope. The male ones are just as bad. What's the bald guy's name who's always in some foreign cafe eating some dish and overemphasizing how great the first bite tastes with that prolonged "mmmmm" you always see in the burger commercials where the person bites into a burger that is twice the size of the actual burger they will sell you? Tucci, iddint it? Stanley Tucci.

That asshole does the same thing. He'll stand there in front of a old wall in Greece or somewhere and just stare at it for like five minutes.

Camera guy: Stanley, stand in front of that wall over there and rub your chin like you're in deep thought about it.

The guy sitting at your table who you'd never ask to pass you a piece of bread please.

https://kaotic.com/video/71aa3682_20250531162840_t

In a socialist society, making ketchup would be no big deal. It's fucking ketchup. Now watch this guy....

https://youtu.be/jm085ExEGRg

Why and how could a guy end up like this one. Only if capitalizing on producing ketchup made you filthy rich would you ever become like this clown.

At the rich company owner parties, everyone wants to laugh at this guy and his ketchup, but they can't because they've got similar gigs going on. Some totally ordinary unrevolutionary commodity that ends up making them all rich.

Socialists would just make the fucking ketchup and put it on the shelves. They actually have lives and things to be proud of... they don't need to sit in front of cameras and smell ketchup or pour it out of a bottle in slow motion.

One part of you says "way to go, guy!" and the other part of you that you push back and try to silence says "you disgust me asswipe".

If all these politicians are such buffoons and none of em know wtf they're doing, why hasn't the country crashed by now? Because the American working class is so strong and so productive that these bourgeois politician clowns are able to play with their lives their money and their economy, are able to make ineffective, useless, or even directly counterproductive policies and laws, and still the gears keep turning. This country has such a surplus of power built by its working class that a politician could try to directly sabotage everything and it still wouldn't blow up. The working class just hunkers down even more and autocorrects the mistakes made by its parasite masters, the capitalists and politicians.

These last two centuries, these clowns have been riding on your coat tails the whole time, and still you keep going, America. You have a kind of dumb but strong spirit about you, and i admire that.

Strictly speaking, though, the capitalist isn't evil or bad or any of those other moralisms. In essence, the capitalist is an energy enslaver. Lemme explain. His effect in the world toward this end is the forcing of the laborer into his service. How. When you are born, you enter a world that is already divided up into properties (property; a legal fiction on a piece of paper) and in order to survive you have to enter into a contract with this capitalist and his government (that exists to protect his property) or face penalties (that can result in incarceration). You can not just wander off somewhere and claim a plot of land because that's somebody's property, and you'd be breaking the law. Neither can you live feely in the cities as a beggar without losing your dignity and being charged with loitering (eventually). Your only option is to sell your labor for an amount of value (money) that is less than the value of what you produce with that labor. Not only that, but the amount of time you will be obligated to labor will be excessive and unnecessary. Your wage will be so low, and commodities will be so expensive that you will have to work longer to obtain the purchasing power to have them.

That's the deal plain 'n simple. If you're okay with that, hey, that's on you. A few of us aren't, however, and once in a while, we may drop down out of the sky like Zarathustras to explain to you your situation at no charge.

It's what's called the 'ol third-party effect in economics. When you insert a seller* into a position between a producer and a consumer, you create an unnecessary unit that will burden both other units. To draw a profit, this unit must pay less to the laborer than what his labor was worth and charge the consumer more than what the product cost him to have produced. He gets em both... meanwhile doing absolutely nothing in the chain of production and economic exchange itself.

This is analogous to the behavior of a parasite. Not even figuratively speaking. Like literally. The fatigue that a viral infection causes is synonymous to the ennui, stress, and exhaustion the worker feels from all the unnecessary labor he is forced to perform to avoid going to jail or becomming a bum.

* that is not also the producer

And you know how some viruses can get into the brains of the animals and make them act all bizarre 'n shit? Well, here's that happening in the human species.

Tipping. No shit. Check it out. It's like a zombification of the host. The guy who's already paying more than what materials and labor cost to produce the burger is pressured and expected to fork out even more for a tip, or he's being selfish, mean, whatever, and the waitress'll get mad at em.

The capitalist parasite mindfucks its hosts (waitress and guy) and turns them against each other. She wants a tip. You don't wanna give one (not after eating a $14 burger). But it's worse... and here is the brilliance of the parasite. He's able to draw even more profit by justifying his paying his waitresses $2.76 per hour because they get tips. Tipping becomes a normal practice in the service industries, and everybody, disgruntled or not about it, willingly does it every day.

See what the weasel just did there?

Also, the Stirnerite ego does not only suit our temporary mortal lives in the world of material things, but it's also applicable in any possible metaphysical world and expresses the (our) natural reaction to any kind of tyranny or restriction.

Think about this: what worries you the most. Of course, you are concerned about being mortal - who tf wants to be mortal - but it's not just being immortal that would wholly satisfy you. You'd be happier to be so... but you'd be happiest if you could be sure there is no tyranny and restriction in this 'immortal realm'.

You are more worried about sinning or breaking some god's law than you are about being mortal. Or rather... this 'problem' pesters you even at your happiest moments when you've almost convinced yourself that you are indeed an immortal spirit.

It can't be any plainer or more obvious than that. That is man's greatest concern... canceling out even what joy he might feel at the thought of his own immortality.

"If somebody may be out to get me there, it can't be much better than here... only more of the same" you reason. Now you may pretend you're cool with it and even go with the flow over there, but that ain't the point. You're worried, rigid, looking over your shoulder, having to make difficult decisions. It ain't easy on the spirit plane, and there certainly isn't any eternal bliss wetf that means.

But you see how that it what you want the most. You wanna become what Sartre called what man wanted to become. God. A being-in-itself. You wanna substantiate your own being goddamit. Well, i don't give a damn how immortal you are. If you ain't your own boss, you're still a slave.