Yes, I know I have a project deliverable in 12 hours. No, I do not fucking care that I have yet to size and cost a steam-jet ejector and put down all my stream data into a neat table; I am pissed. Murder-if-I-could-get-away-with-it pissed.
Had another argument with someone (or maybe something would be better) who was for culling a good chunk of the human race because as everyone knows, we are horribly overpopulated despite everyone fitting into Texas, human ingenuity having proved more than a hundred years' worth of Malthusian theories wrong and people in the first world cramming thousands of calories' worth of starch and simple sugars down their gullets while others in the third world starve because we keep on sending them food aid and undermine their local agricultural industries.
This is not about (anti)natalism; I couldn't care less if someone wants to get themselves snipped or something. I'm not going to be like the white nationalists and say people need to have kids out of some misguided loyalty to an ideal; I myself understand having kids in this climate is setting yourself up for a fall, especially as a man. If people want to "reduce" themselves that way, all the more power to them. But these slimebuckets are arguing for the "reduction" of living, breathing people. Even I wouldn't kill idiots for the sake of being idiots; they'd have to do something idiotic first and step out of line.
At least those who have some shred of self-dignity have the grace to look ashamed when you ask how they plan to implement this "reduction". The true scum are actually surprised that one doesn't consider genocide permissible.
It's this kind of filth that are amongst those I would kill on sight in a total anarchal collapse situation, if only for self-preservation or protecting someone from these vile things in human shape. People who hold such views are traitors just waiting to happen, enjoying the benefits of a group while deriding it at the same time.
Hey, hear that, you bastards? It's the sound of the grand minima approaching. Blizzards in the UK. Hailstorms in China with hailstones the size of eggs. Drought and Swedish wolf winters and jolly good times all around. Even Cappy Cap's commented on how it should be spring by now.
It's the sound of ice, death, destruction. Screw the revolution, bring on the apocalypse.
And guess what? It won't be the dumb hicks who can drill wells, hunt, and grow their own food who'll be having problems when ITZ hits. It'll be the SWPL types who think food comes from the supermarket who find themselves snowed under in their fifth-story apartment.
People like you.
You'll get your great human die-off, only the people who survive aren't going to be whom you think. Manboons, they are not learning animals. Future generations will still find you frozen, only it isn't carbonite and you won't be revived.
It's always someone else who has to die for the good of the planet, you see. Ask any one of these slimeballs to put their money where their mouth is and off themselves, and they'll come up with a hundred and one excuses as to why their own standards shouldn't apply to them and they're a special snowflake. "Oh, my death alone wouldn't change anything." "I need to remain alive to spread the word." Blah blah blah...
Reminds me of Al Gore and his private jet, or PETA members who take insulin.
Someone else's fucking kids, siblings, parents, relatives. So long as it's someone else's, not yours. Fine, you're important? You have people you love, I'm sure someone amongst them can be crammed into the definition of "surplus", let's throw them into the organ grinder, yeah.
Solution A is not the fucking solution, god damn it.
For those unfamiliar with the term, Moldbug writes about it here in his article on more and more people gradually being pushed into being useless:
"Now, it's important to note that from a strictly economic perspective, there is no problem here at all. The absolute State as Pig-Philosopher has a simple answer. As Stalin put it - no person, no problem. These surplus human robots can simply be sacrificed, like worn-out lab mice. At this point they stop being liabilities and become assets again, since they can be sold as organs or at least organ meats. Certainly, when the State itself becomes a computer, this logic will be irresistible. Let's call this approach to human liabilities Solution A."Moldbug writes in the same article:
"Briefly, Carlyle tells us, the difference between man and beast is that maximization of hedonic utility is always and everywhere the method of a beast. Not coincidentally, it is also the method of a toddler."Hmm, I wonder why as global society continues to go down the shitter, the degenerate masses turn more and more hedonistic. Maybe it's the other way around, the pig-philosphers reducing everyone down to numbers on a sheet, into units of production, into hedons and utils, into pleasure and pain.
"Pig-philosophers". How apt.
They've already come for the weakest and most helpless. Soon it'll be the fat and those with habits deemed unhealthy who'll be slated to be "reduced".
Because people don't want to be something more. Head and loins but no heart or chest, to steal a saying from Aurini.
Its ok, ben bernake will give you a hug...
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