#capitalist society

[gnome-punk]

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[spoonful116]

Radical ideas, but:

Pay people appropriately and enough to live comfortably

Health insurance shouldn't be tied to your job, universal healthcare

Tax the rich

Billionaires shouldn't exist

TRICKLE DOWN DOESN’T WORK; THE ULTRA WEALTHY JUST HOARD IT AND CRUSH EVERYONE ELSE

Getting really tired of capitalism; it doesn't work and is literally destroying the world

[blenderenvy]

I love you irredeemable villains

I love you ugly villains impossible to sexualize

I love you villains who don't give a fuck about anyone else

I love you villains who has a good childhood

I love you villains who are capitalist

I love you lil jack horner

I love problematic horrific villains who disregard others for the sake of money, because they are the most true to life of all villains

We don't all have tragic backstories sometimes people just suck

[nando161mando]

Where is the lie?

[nuitsmedia]

The Art of Loving

by Erich Fromm

For many years I have been on the quest for a piece of literature that would describe love to me. As a hopeless romantic, and as a lover of love I can finally say that I have found the closest description of love while relating it to important themes that evoke critical thinking. At first, I had a fair anxiety about finding this book to be nothing but a cliché self-help book that has a rather repetitive fashion and does not present new ideas to the question of "What essentially is love, and how can it be practiced?"

Erich Fromm succeeded in opening my mind up to the importance and the indispensability of self-discipline, of facing the harsh reality of things, and the way present socio-economic structures have affected our views on relationships. He proceeds to define the current human experience as an alienation of Man from his true essence; prioritizing pleasure that not only does not fulfill Man but empties him and leaves him shallow. On page 68, he states "Man's happiness today consists of 'having fun'. Having fun lies in the satisfaction of consuming and 'taking in' commodities, sights, food, drinks, cigarettes, people, lectures, books, movies - all are consumed, swallowed. The world is one great object for our appetite, a big apple, a big bottle, a big breast; we are the sucklers, the eternally expectant ones, the hopeful ones - and the eternally disappointed ones." We can sense bits of Aldous Huxley's Brave New World in that quote as it can be correlated to how society, especially consumer culture, has allowed us to take in pleasures in life that aren’t that essential to our 'raison d'être' or meaning to life. Everything has become so accessible, it has been taken for granted. Additionally, capitalist society has turned love into a profitable project rather than a fundamental human and universal experience that needn’t be marketed.

The author has also debunked many myths about what a successful marriage can be based on and what it can consist of. "One of the most significant expressions of love, and especially of marriage with this alienated structure, is the idea of the 'team'," he writes. Marriage is an institution that has recently fallen victim to doubt and questioning by society. Is marriage the legitimate manifestation of love? Is it the last reachable goal in people's relationships? Why is it unsuccessful then? Questions with possible answers that Fromm has explored in his 3rd chapter (Love and Its Disintegration in Contemporary Western Society).

Furthermore, the discussion gets stretched to a very interesting and rather crucial point of any conversation or analysis; God's place within the topic of love. In the chapter 'The Theory of Love', Erich Fromm goes into all possible kinds of love, and the part called 'Love of God' is the most intriguing. The author writes about the religious and spiritual aspects of the phenomenon of love. Summoning Taoism, Man's relation to God, and so on. "Thus paradoxical logic leads to the conclusion that the love of God is neither the knowledge of God in thought, nor the thought of one's love of God, but the act of experiencing the oneness with God."

Overall, 'The Art of Loving' has imprinted its ideas and sentences in my brain like tattoos. It gave me incitement to take control over my life and my relationships; to exercise love in its purest form and wish nothing in return, and to practice the art of living as well as the art of loving.

[queerism1969]

Capitalism does not solve poverty. Capitalism creates poverty and then criminalizes it.

[just-rogi]

“I DO NOT DREAM OF LABOR” this “LATE STAGE CAPITALIST BRAINROT” that- well I do. I do dream of labor. Idleness makes my hands buzz and my eyes glaze over. Of course I enjoy rest (what little of it I get with my job) but ultimately, yes, I do dream of labor. Labor is what I dream of most in fact-

I dream of creating : of having time to knit and sew and embroider my own garments, rather than let my yarn collect dust in my closet. I dream of creating poetry and art and spending hours illustrating something beautiful and having the time and energy to focus only on that.

I dream of biking the back roads of my town with my brother again collecting litter that we see and filling up plastic bags to sort into recycling and trash (two summers ago was the last time we biked together- the litter is building up now in the ditches).

I dream of tilling the soil in my mothers garden and watering the tomatoes and peppers and zucchini and Persian squash in the garden until I can harvest it. I dream of watering my neighbors garden and feeding her chickens every morning and every evening while they are away on vacation for a week. I dream of driving to my grandmothers house twice a week and bringing her fresh fruit bread and vegetables and cooking for her while she sits in the sun eating tomato salad I made.

I dream of mowing my mothers lawn and making my brother lunch and baking treats for the teachers room at work.

I dream of academia and dedicating hours to research to archaeology and anthropology and spending long hours on dig sites and in the lab as that was when I was the happiest in college.

I am one of the few people who can say that I really, truly, from the bottom of my heart, love my job and come home from work feeling a sense of fulfillment and pride in my work. I am a teacher and I dream of spending hours teaching children to read, teaching ancient civ and history, of reading texts on effecting teaching methods and finding interesting assignments for them. I dream of teaching them to draw during their free periods. I dream of taking them to the library to practice reading and language comprehension skills- of taking the time to sit with middle schoolers with learning disabilities and dedicate my time and energy to teaching them how to be functional adults and making their lives better. I dream of labor, yes, and I would bet that most of the tiktok communists who say “I do not dream of labor” fucking do to.

Labor is fulfilling. Humans dream to create and do something worthwhile- otherwise we lose our minds! But we are at such a late stage capitalism here in the west (specifically America) that we associate labor with exploitative labor.

I love my job- but I do not dream of skipping my lunch break. I do not dream of working 8:45-4:00. I do not dream of staying after work until 4:35 unpaid. I do not dream of small classrooms with little supplies. I do not dream of understaffed schools and overstuffed classrooms forcing teachers to stretch themselves too to pick up the slack. I do not dream of sending emails after working hours. I do not dream of forty minute unpaid commute due to dysfunctional public transport. I do not dream of coming home and crying from stress every night. I do not dream of my feet and ankles swelling and hurting so badly after a full day of work that all I can do when I get home is shower and sleep with my feet elevated to lessen the pain enough to slip my shoes on the next day. I do not dream of the pay being such that I have to live with four roomates in the city I live in, AS A CITY EMPLOYEE!!! IM A FUCKING PUBLIC SERVANT!! I WORK FOR THE CITY BUT DONT GET PAID ENOUGH TO LIVE IN THE CITY!!

I do dream of labor fuck I love labor but exploitation has made me resent work which I should love, and has taken up so much of my time that I have no energy to garden or to clean the roads or to knit gifts for friends and family anymore. I know that there are people who dream of being truck drivers and baristas and grocery store employees. I know that there are people who would feel fulfilled by being garbage men and construction workers and dishwashers, but who can’t because the abuse would kill them and the hours are too long.

I dream of labor I’m a world where I am not abused and where all my basic needs are met - I dream of labor in a world where labor isn’t the price of being alive, but rather one of the many joys of it.

[godinvent]

The argument people use of “well who would want to clean the sewages and toilets if everyone is able to be whatever they want to be under socialism”

Literally for a period of time, hell even still, a power washing simulator game was one of the most popular games people played, and power washing videos are very popular. Same for videos about construction like building brick walls. Honestly asmr in general provides a way for people to see these menial jobs as something they actually enjoy, so yes there would actually be people that want to clean sewers and toilets.

[that-punk-adam]

The largest ever lottery winning was around $2 billion. The average (American) person will only make around $3 million in their entire life. The take home of that lottery was around $265 million if I’m remembering correctly, totaling to around 88 lifetimes worth of bills, rent, mortgage, groceries, events, etc. What do you think the average person is going to spend $265,000,000 on if given the chance?

I’d straight buy a house. Not a mansion, but a house that has enough space for me and husband and a dog. If I’m feeling spicy, 2 dogs. Shelter dogs or from really ethical breeders, not whatever breed is popular. We’d have lots of land with a stream crossing through.

I’m funding my own mini farm. Goats and chickens and ducks. Maybe I’d get those really fuckin cute sheep with the black faces. A small flock, for the wool and meat. A lamb shank on special occasions is heavenly. A huge hoop house for crops that would benefit from the protection. A small orchard for the seasonal blessings that are Fuji apples… the trees would come from this small orchard called Lynn’s. I’d fight for those damn apples.

I’d host parties that would embarrass the hobbits of the shire. Imagine tending to a party that’s equal to those massive marriage parties. Fresh cheese and wine for all! Free leftovers for all! Yes, you can come by for some free food at any point if you find yourself to be struggling!

That’s a snapshot of the lifestyle I would live if I won the lotto. That leaves out all of the donations and the good deeds that I would do with my free time. I could leave the work force permanently and do good for the rest of my life.

What do people who have even MORE then that do with their time and (near endless) resource access? Will I see someone who has built up over $3 million waste deep in some hidden creek with burning determination to get as much of it cleaned out before the sun sets? Will I see them walking along the side of the road picking up trash to just do it? Will I see them planting wild native seeds in areas where it desperately needs it? Will I see if hear about them joining the common folk in person to speak out on the rights of humanity?

Will they do good for the world? Are they doing good for the sake of doing good already?

Will you?

[piniatafullofblood]

the problem is not that AI is taking our jobs. (except for art, that’s an affront on humanity, but that’s not what we’re talking about rn) the problem is that you need a job to be able to survive.

[sucha-coolcat]

you know you’re in a capitalist hellscape when people come to your desk and tells you you should be grateful you have a window

[catgirlbussy]

[violent-femmess]

capitalism ruined the meaning of life by brainwashing people into thinking life has any meaning at all

we are born to live, as is everything on this planet and everything on every other planet, the planets themselves were formed purely to exist, because they have the capability to exist in this universe, no other reason.

Plants do not exist to give us oxygen or food or any resources at all, they exist because theyre meant to, they thrive in earths soil and grow purely because the environment allows it to, a seeds only purpose is to grow, and after that the only purpose is to live. the resources from plants are there to aid nature in its growth, to aid the lives of everything naturally on this earth. the same with animals, and the same can be applied to humans.

generosity is the only thing we need to survive, what one person lacks another has spare, a task one person cannot perform another can. we should all aim to give people as many useful things to them as we can, memories, resources, time.

money is a meaningless concept corrupted by greed and neglectful of compassion.

memories cannot be escaped, the one thing we will have for the (majority) of our lives, memories unite all of us, people, animals, plants. memories have no language, they exist within every sense and exist within the lack of senses. history is a mandatory subject based purely on memories and keeping memories alive. memories have more meaning than money ever will.

a million pounds makes you rich in greed.

a million memories makes you rich in experiences, in knowledge and in life.

we exist to live, and we remember the ones that have lived before us, and we will continue to remember the lives of others because the meaning of life is to live it, remember it and keep those memories alive.

[bunchacrunchcake]

With all the SAG wins, there's a musician union too

https://www.afm.org/

Share to kill capitalist pigs

[nando161mando]