make slaves of us all, use all the wealth to become our new overlords, create so much chaos that governments are unable to control it, and then take advantage of the opportunity by presenting themselves as the saviors.

they’re conspiring against you. when do you start conspiring back?

you’re one of the good ones.

they can’t arrest us all

yes.

once upon a time, i think it did. then the system got gamed by sociopaths. we should probably burn it

burn it

gotta make them fear you

chaotic good dgaf

destroy all religion for the sake of humanity

haha fUnNy mEme - gUeSs We cAn JuSt aBaNdOn SCiEnCe!

the comments here made me smile. glad to know lemmy isn’t all basement dwellers

checkers checkmate checkoslavakia

i think they’re targeting the education system because it doesn’t teach their religion as the truth. i think it all circles back around to in group/out group behavior and they use their religion to enforce their in group. destroy religion. if they want to cling to it, they can go too.

the biggest resistance is coming from the owner class. the great fear is that we could enter into an age where human labor isn’t needed and it becomes feasible to have a society where resources just get distributed for free because everything* is* practically free.

and this is why religion has to go. how the fuck this archaic thought process still dominates modern society is beyond me, but i cannot see a way out of this until religion is stomped into the ground by any means necessary. it is literally one of the top three roadblocks to a humane world.

the great touring jam bands provided a wonderful environment to meet new people in back in the 90’s. the parking lots of grateful dead and phish concerts were chock full of society’s misfits, many of them well-read and witty (some of them not-so-much). It was not introverted at all - there were so many outgoing, lively, and fun people.

i think many of you are more outgoing than you give yourself credit for. you just live in a world where you don’t want to mingle with the inhabitants, and i think that might even reflect a skewed view of the outside world. i’m pretty far left and i still have fun in bars in little ranch towns in the western states. most of those people are more fun than your average morose, urban-dwelling shoe gazer.

If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung Would you hear my voice come through the music? Would you hold it near as it were your own? It’s a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken Perhaps they’re better left unsung I don’t know, don’t really care Let there be songs to fill the air Ripple in still water When there is no pebble tossed Nor wind to blow