I wish the internet was fun like it used to be. It used to be fun because I felt like there were communities with (run by) people who had missions in life, it was something to do. Now the dictators in power (leftists and rightists) literally won't let spaces exist where the leader has a real and stated mission. Everything is faggy. Everything is hypothetical. My mission to change the laws for example is NOT hypothetical, I am fucking serious about it, and I know that there's people who hate that, but they are demons and demons are to be opposed. The definition of terrorism is the use of fear to obtain goals, every minor and adult in such a sick society is a victim of threats, harassment, and ultimately violence, perpetrated by dictatorial humans with human egos. This filth is an unfortunate side effect of industrialization, and a total collapse will be the result, what that will look like is unknown, it might look wonderful, or it might look ugly, but it's coming, and after that the richies and the few surviving savages will try to go back to normal like nothing ever happened, they'll call it a big tragedy but that's about all, just like ww2, just like every war. It wouldn't surprise me if the internet "went away", it's already "receding" and gathering places are becoming smaller and more exclusive and more in danger of being "shut down". Because of this I'm trying to spend more time irl, but irl costs money, the internet does not (beside the fee to use an isp), and I am broke. I am sick and tired of people with money telling me that's just the luck of the draw, it is not the luck of the draw it is an organized orchestration of the disenfranchisement of human beings by human beings. It is slavery. I am tired of being told, flippantly, that I am a nothing, a nobody, by sadists who are as shallow as a puddle filled with dead worms. The only thing a sadist understands is pain, they do not care about negotiation or understanding, they do not care about peace, and so the only way to deal with a sadist is to get it to look right while you go left. There's no point in torturing a sadist, there's no person inside there that you're getting to, it's just a thing that screams. There's good people, and there's bad people, there's good people who do bad things for good reasons, and there's bad people who do good things for bad reasons. And any combination inbetween. The filth tries to pretend the sides are so clearly defined when they are not, it tries to put masks on human beings and call rotten bastards heros, heros who rape and murder and steal, and it tries to call victims monsters, monsters who give and share and defend against filth. People can't even feed the homeless, the filth wants them to know better, filth wants them to know the RULES, and the RULES are that HOMELESS go to RAPE ZONES, RAPE HOUSES, to be RAPED. You giving them food might keep them out of the rape house, naughty naughty. Bad human. Obey the filth, good human. Throw your bodies upon the gears of this machine, sacrifice your arms, your legs, because your children come next on the conveyor belt. Stop it for them. What does it look like when that happens? It looks like strikes. Massive strikes. Healthcare strikes. Teacher strikes. Emergency services strikes. Everything must stop. Food will have to be grown independently during this time. But it's the only way. Seriously it's the only way.