crows call me breadlady @garbados@toot.cat

officer: do you know how fast you were going
me, making arcane hand gestures, muttering precise gibberish:
me, having become the officer:
the former officer, sitting in my place: no i don't officer

through the looking glass of all your terrors, the sorrow that drives you to cower reflects the will that drives you to fight.

the internet depends on people like this

No one needs to starve. No one needs to freeze. No one needs to die. There is enough for everyone. More empty homes than all the people without them, more food than grocers can even sell. The labor and the materials to end scarcity exist now. It is not a far-off dream. We can end scarcity in this life.

the people of a utopia would not be fearless

mmm utopian horror

i think maybe we should arm up and defend ourselves from the occupier, in minecraft. ambush some motherfuckers. in minecraft. put the fear of god in those minecraft bastards.

i can't stop thinking about police slashing the snack van's tires. like. they're just. out there. untouchable. doing whatever the fuck they want, and no bourgeois government is going to do anything about it. i know that isn't news but i guess today i am especially startled by it. death to america, death to police, etc.

the way capitalism strip-mines genres for amenable themes, divorcing it as much as possible from any radical suggestions, is like... actually staggering. it is an astonishing feat of normalization to portrary these hellscapes without any meaningful critique of the hell we live.

if your cyberpunk isn't political you never understood cyberpunk

you think liberals will oppose the police state? do you really? think about it now. do you?