if i had a penny for every time a neocon accused me of being ‘uncivil’ right before and after casually dropping a slur…

It was a revelation to me: to have flat structures, you not only need to make it possible to organize without hierarchy, but you also need a process to constantly weed out emerging hierarchies.

i’ve noticed this is a common source of disagreement i keep having with nonanarchists.

where someone thinks that i’m advocating purely for the organisational aspects of anarchism, but not also materially, socially, culturally, and politically. they’ll dismiss my criticisms of the current system or proposals for alternatives as ‘that would never work today’, and instead cite monolithic, mythological essentialisms like ‘human nature’ at me which is just their opportunity to mansplain capitalist logic to me and throw down some ‘might makes right’ moral argument. people who think tool libraries would never work because one time their underpaid coworkers kept stealing other persons’ food from the breakroom fridge or something and well that’s proof of the greed inherent to all human beings and no we will not interrogate what leads them to stealing food. material conditions? what’s that?

anarchism to me isn’t simply a worldview or a form of organisation: it’s a lifestance, a lifestyle, a way of being, a way of thinking and a way of acting — and i believe it works best when it is all of those things. social change is cultural change is political change. when i advocate for change, i’m advocating to change both the system and the people who recreate it.

‘but how will you prevent [insert consequence of hierarchical conditioning] from happening under anarchism?’

i already have a pet theory:

• the sick children are sick because they’re subjected to secret medical trials.
• rescuing the children means rescuing the research which means secret new booster.
• bonus: the children will die either way.

now, the booster doesn’t need to be good. it would just be really funny if the immaterial benefit of saving the children turns out to be materially beneficial in an almost eviler way than forsaking the children for the antitank mines. (pls give fire resistance)

now, if the booster is bad, that would be thrice as funny: antitank mines forsook and children sacrificed, for shitty research that amounted to nothing really helpful.

this all could also explain how they’ve managed to survive so long.

1. threads that absolutely don’t interest me. this way, my feed becomes a list of new posts, or posts i’m (noncommittally) following for comments.
2. threads that make me upset. extension of above: not having to see or be reminded of things i’m actively dis-interested in. this is more for when i’m surfing All for new communities.

the main three solutions i have to #2 are: RSS; userscript; or blocking the OP. i already use RSS a lot, but RSS clients can be arcane to customise the way i want, and i don’t like following aggregators from my aggregator. i’m satisfied with the official web UI.

really looking forward to the post hiding and vote display changes

thanks for the heads up!

mine came with a battery defect and no longer turns on. i used it a total of four times.

postcovid prevents me from going to the library to print the RMA and then to the post office to actually ship the fucking thing, and i have no one to help me get rid of it. so now it’s a paperweight.

she’s alluding to the fact that these characters — the ‘soyjack’ and ‘gigachad’ — are historically, and still actively are, alt-right charicatures. together with their friends, ‘tradwife’ and ‘doomer (girl)’: they represent misogynistic, racist, antisemitic, and white supremacist tropes.

you mean the migration ‘crisis’ and collapse in ‘“living” standards’ which were brought on by US-EU neoliberalism driving down the standard of living in other parts of the world before coming home to roost?

there are certainly ways of reversing direction, but people in the core would sooner choose literal fascism before giving up their imperial lifestyle. they use the IMF to politically terraform ‘underdeveloped nations’ and export their own harms so they can say they’re ‘meeting climate goals’, and then complain about all the emissions and migrants coming from those countries which are ravaged to supply their hyperconsumption. the same migrants which predominantly staff their service, medical and technology sectors to prop up their precious treats and their oh-so superior ‘knowledge economies’.

voting for fascism is the individualistic choice which lets them keep their treats and means they don’t need to interact with their neighbours or advocate for real change. it’s easier to blame the victims of their actions than to cut the DARVO shit and accept responsibility.

at which point your profit becomes linked to the degree to which you provide the functionality

except when the commodity is a basic necessity and there’s no alternatives. ‘the market’ can’t really ‘vote with their wallet’ on the cost and quality of shelter, particularly when price fixing is rampant.

sidenote: ‘voting with your wallet’ implies people with more money than you should have more say in what’s ‘more valuable’, because the rich can always outbid you, and homo economicus is only a thought experiment. (see: foreign real estate investment, conspicuous consumption…)

whoops, i forgot i have lemmy.world blocked. i don’t see comments or posts from that instance.

still tho, i wasn’t getting the undiscovered 404 on dbzer0.

i don’t know about lemdroid. federation could be backlogged for aforementioned reasons.

the link you gave works fine for me in Firefox: clicking, dragging or pasting. the 404 likely indicates that lemdroid hasn’t discovered that community yet; probably because it’s still waiting to finish asking lemmy.world about it.

how do I interact with a community I cannot connect to?

are you using the website, or an app? i can see the community, but not the posts (presumably because they aren’t synced) (forgot i have lemmy.world blocked).

do you not see the community landing page at all? is there no ‘subscribe’ button? subscribing is the best way to trigger the sync job; i could try doing it for you, but i want to see if it’s possible for you to do it first.

if you’re the first person from your instance to interact with a remote community, it takes a moment for it to sync.

also keep in mind that lemmy.world is too fucking big, so they’re very slow to talk to.

i’m going to ignore your posting history and assume for a moment you aren’t a contrarian debate pervert. what exactly is the point you are trying to get across?

you agree we should move past animal cruelty, but because we have animal cruelty today, we still need to have animal cruelty today?

you agree that animal testing is fundamentally wrong, but because someone was unconsensually subjected to unethical experimentation, we need to keep the animal testing?

why do you feel the need to agree with people but then say ‘but that’s not how it works today’?

i see these types of comments in every comment section about societal problems. ‘i agree X needs to change to Y, but we don’t have Y today, sweaty. 💅’ like- what? are you all really just trolls, or do you really think you’re being insightful and helpful? because this isn’t what a discussion looks like. it’s dis-miss-ion.

think disallowing votes (down or both) from non-subscribers would defeat the point of the all feed, which to me is to display the most active/interesting posts on the Fediverse right now. You can’t have that if it is only community subscribers that vote.

isn’t this what ‘scaled’ sorting is / could be for?

being trans and having auDHD with a childhood passion for natural philosophy inoculated me against heteronormative brainworms and their cousins: capitalist, workist, Protestant-work-ethic bullshit.

being mobbed, assaulted and abused because of this — by parents, siblings, peers, teachers and strangers — is what taught me to hate.

losing friends to war, suicide, and honour killings is what taught me hopelessness.

watching my parents work 90 hour weeks and still struggle to pay the bills showed me the contradictions.

being abandoned and homeless as a teenager when i started fighting back is what radicalised me.

Bakunin, Kropotkin, Goldman, Luxemburg, Beer, Stallman, Graeber, Swartz and Serafinski taught me why i’m angry, and taught me how to imagine again.

the fight against triple oppression is what keeps me going.

it’s like you wrote:

providing a few predefined options for you […] instead of you having to find the words to explain how uncomfortable you are and what you want the solution to be.

i’m speaking from my experience with script change. it’s a low-friction, consistent way for anyone at the table to communicate both how they’re feeling and an explicit, specific resolution/action that is known to all players with the agreement that no one *needs* to get into details or explain themself. if something shockingly uncomfortable happens, it’s much easier to reflexively lift/tap a card, or type 2 – 3 characters in the chat, than it is to abrasively yell ‘stop!’ and then try to discuss it over.

i’ve seen cases where someone yelling to stop was interpreted to be IC. or that they were just ‘caught up in the moment’. (this is the reason for safewords; the cards are known to be meta/OOC.) or they didn’t completely know where a scene was going, but they had a suspicion, but they didn’t want to disappoint the group, and player safety wasn’t a part of the pregame discussion so they didn’t know how to express their discomfort and froze. the misunderstanding always only lasted some seconds, but it always lasted a few seconds too long for the person in discomfort. if it needs a discussion: ‘pause’ and take five to talk with the GM or another player privately.

in every group where player safety is discussed and safety tools are used: i’ve never seen a scene get far enough to make someone uncomfortable, and it rarely impacts the flow of the game.

it should be normal, but it’s not common outside (northern) europe.

as someone who grew up poor in shithole places (both in and outside the Core): i can tell you everything went into general landfill. there was neither the time nor the infrastructure to do it any other way, and composting was either too heavily regulated — and/or required too much space (read: land) — to bother. hell, i’ve been in some northern european countries, too, where most of the compost and meticulously sorted recycling are just burnt as fuel, and the excess gets exported to SEA countries.

i was once in the usonian rust belt, where there was a better way. it was privately operated and required a car and a two-hour drive to the dropoff point or facility, and it wasn’t advertised (usually a B2B service). and you had to rent recycling containers. they wouldn’t accept your shit unless it was ‘correctly’ presorted into their proprietary containers. if some technician decided at a glance that it didn’t seem ‘correctly’ sorted according to their 16-page PDF guide: landfill. at least electronics could be dropped off at any office supply store…

after paying off the debt to mine and my partner’s physical and psychological health?

i’d take back up community organising. and music. i’d like to curate a library (of books and things) and run it as a community centre. i’d facilitate book clubs and popular education, give lectures, join research groups, and take up writing again. i’d design and run tabletop games and games clubs.

more materially, whatever oddjobs need done, and whatever my neighbours need help with. i have a lot of varied experience with ‘disability’; having experience in social work, having multiple disabilities myself, and taking care of people with them. i’d use my techn(olog)ical and mechanical experience to fix stuff, and to design, install, maintain and programme community infrastructure. i’d like to join a rewilding initiative and help to keep the local environment clean.

and i’d lean in hard on whatever hyperfixations strike me that month. (and maybe really have something to show for it.)

But it’s taken to an aburd extreme here where it seems people want to live a care free happy life without burdens, yet at the same time expect life to continue as it currently is with all the benefits we all receive.

this is a strawman. you do yourself a disservice by fighting with scarecrows.

anyone but the ignorant or deeply unserious who want a world without work fully expect to labour to make that happen and to keep it running. the difference is they don’t want to be forced to do things — usually things no one but Moloch asked for, and that they don’t want to be doing — and then threatened with precarity and social murder because the skills they have aren’t profitable, or a machine has made them obsolete (when it should have freed them to do something else), or they have a ‘disability’, or the job they’re filling isn’t needed anymore (or, more likely, is eliminated to bolster the end-of-year profit numbers).

i think you’ll find people still want to do stuff and help each other when they’re not being atomised and forced to compete for scraps. if food and housing were a right, just as many nations in the economic core enshrine a right to life: the ‘rich pricks’ would lose their leverage. people could choose the type of work they want to do, and could do socially beneficial and necessary work that is ‘unprofitable’, because they’re no longer threatened with precarity for failing to bolster someone else’s already comfortable life.

i have never had a job i wanted to do, because i grew up in precarity and the types of things i want to do wouldn’t pay the bills, or pays too little to live on, or is too expensive to certify for, or there’s more than enough people doing them already. i can’t spend too much time looking for jobs, because i gotta eat, so i take the best of the first few of a handful of options, and the jobs (plural) are usually something that only exists to serve rich pricks and their extravagent, imperialist lifestyles, or to serve a need that only exists because everyone is too busy with their bullshit jobs to organise something better. then, when i have a job, that’s all i have time and energy left to do. i don’t have time left over to look at another job, or to learn a new skill, or take a course, or get to know my neighbours, or meet new people at all, or work on my mounting health issues. i don’t have time left over for my hobbies or my interests or to take care of my loved ones or make something useful for my community, because it’s 12 hours of attendance for work that could be done in four, or i’m expected to do more work than is reasonable in a single day and so most of it’s rushed and done to the minimum. and for everything i don’t have time to be doing, that’s more money i have to make paying someone else to do what i could already be doing for myself but i can’t because i’m not a fucking farmer and my apartment has no space for a balcony garden and zoning laws prohibit community gardens and the food banks only take the completely destitute or people willing to convert to their religion.

so imagine i work myself to the bone and now i’m practically disabled, but — and i’ve been thru this and i take care of people who’re going thru this — to be elligible for welfare i need to act like i’m borderline ascetic living at below-subsistence, and then i get to work a different fulltime job: the fulltime job of filling out all the paperwork, keeping an accurate accounting of all my activity, dealing with ‘lifestyle inspectors’ and housing audits, trying to comply with ever-increasingly complex living requirements, renewing my diagnoses several times per quarter and having monthly status calls to answer the question ‘so why aren’t you working’ for the millionth time. all while an entire government apparatus fulfils its primary purpose of making me feel like a parasite and a fuckup because i should be out there affording some guy his fifth yacht with my lifeforce. all that, and the cheque doesn’t even pay the rent.

meanwhile, i still do have time and skills to offer, but not in a way that makes someone else a 30% markup, or that fills an entire 8-hour workday with bullshit. and everyone around me is so taken by their own temporal enslavement to notice me, offering my services for a little bit of food. and the few who hear me are so brainrotted by money that they reject this lowly, mangy beggar, and because no one ever does a good job for no less than two digits of currency. and if it’s ever found out that i do anything with my life other than sleep and feel sorry for myself, or that i’m getting help from a neighbour, a friend, or a loved one: they take the money away and force me into a work programme on an assembly line that i’ll fail out of into homelessness, and refusal means i go homeless, or get put in jail for ‘welfare fraud’ so i can be released three years later into homelessness. in every case i end up homeless: i end up back in jail anyway because being homeless in public is illegal.

how much we could all collectively fucking save — on commuting, on groceries, on equipment, on time — if we shared responsibilities, brought the ‘work’ closer to home, and came together to ask “what does everyone need, and who can do it?”. when Marx borrowed the phrase ‘from each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs’, he intended there to be a second part: ‘what one person can’t do can be done by another; what no one wants to do can be done by everyone.’

so, when you said in another comment:

[…] where everything works as it currently does with no one needing to bust their ass.

the way everything works now is that it doesn’t. if it works for you: great. it’s not working for me, and it doesn’t work for 6 billion other people. you talk about working plumbing and electricity; i didn’t have that for most of my life.

what a bad faith take, to look at this forum or this thread and come away from it thinking that the dispossessed are just too uneducated to get it, that they don’t expect a fundamental shift in our way of thinking and the way society is organised. you see an effortful comment and you superimpose the strawman over it. ‘they’re just lazy,’ the WASP cop in your head says. ‘they just want everything for nothing. they’ll just live like pigs, and worse yet they’ll like it!’ you give selective, low-effort retorts. you claim they don’t ‘understand’, but then ignore real examples of a different way of living because ‘that’s not how it works in the here and now’ (no shit!). you’re given ideas of how it might work, and then say ‘well if it’s so great why aren’t we doing that already?’.

not everything constructed under capitalism is capitalist; just as a book written in a café isn’t a sandwich. capitalism doesn’t get to take credit for everything just because the person who put in the labour ate at McDonalds for lunch that day, or because someone’s expressive art can sell for $100 on eBay. people can want to do things for more than one reason, and people can have multiple priorities, and those priorities aren’t always the same as yours, and we know that people can be motivated by things other than money when the money isn’t essential to unlocking the hierarchy of needs.

if you really care about improving anything more than the shit-eating grin on your shitty boss’s face: you might want to stop fighting scarecrows and make a real effort to engage your imagination for once. if you just came here to say ‘i like capitalism; i don’t want anything to change’, you could just say that instead of pretending to care. if you only care about keeping your treats and ‘valour’, and dangling them over everyone else: your time would be better spent JAQing off to a mirror. reproducing shitty beliefs because ‘well that’s what everyone believes’ and purity testing every idea for change against the majority is circular reasoning that ensures the shitty belief and associated shitty behaviour continues unopposed by deliberately shutting off your heart and mind to the idea for irrational reasons. your majoritarian nonsense is cowardice, and you deny others as much as yourself the possibility of a better society.

if you want there to be tokens and prizes for extra effort: great! that’s fine. but don’t lock belonging and love in a storage closet, and don’t put essential food and shelter on the same fucking shelf as the teddybear and the bouncy ball.