I’m making a huge change next week. Moving from the Deep South to the PNW. Project 2025 be fucking damned. I’m finding community, engaging in mutual aid, drinking good coffee, getting fresh air, and I’m going to be exceedingly happy until the day I die, god fucking damnit.
Congratulations and welcome to one of my favorite northwests. See the rainforests and the glaciers because their time is short.
Distant future generations … at some point in the mid 2030s:
“Papa, is it true you are so old that you’ve seen snow? And glaciers? And non-rat mammals?”
“Yes, Papa, tell us again about the rivers of pure water and huuuge stock yields!! Please!”[The 140 year old millennial … what? Only 40? That can’t be right, look at yourself in a mirror, grandpa!] “Alright kids, put down my old petrol industry stock portfolio trade-book, settle down and finish your aged soylent first, the green one is the best one.”
Not the the god of capitalism has anything to say about it - expect to be resurrected and forced to work a soul-crushing senseless job, not even so because the labour is actually needed, just because the god feeds on suffering & demands ever more blood.
But think of the profits!!
Wow, this summarizes my feeling about life surprisingly well. I could not have said it better myself.
