I wanted to write a private post about how pissed off I am about something but it just made me look bad so I’m rolling my eyes and deleting all that crap.
Saw Coco, very much enjoyed it. A teensy bit more from our fave character.
I keep writing stuff in my novels that comes true, it’s fucking grossing me out. The Vancity council just eliminated view protection from the city plan SO UNLESS YOU’RE ON THE MOST EXPENSIVE LAND YOU WILL HAVE NO VIEW. I literally wrote, two months ago, the following line:
She lifted her eyes to what remained of her view of the North Shore, after two more condo towers had been built to block it.
Fuck this city, srsly.
I’m full of assholery today and it’s only clicked over midnight.
One of my favourite on-line anarchists (how I wish John was alive to comment) said a bunch of stuff about two contrasting lines of thought in anarchism – one side being all glowy about the collapse of civilization but thinking there will still be social markers of hierarchy and the other looking forward to there being no social hierarchy either and I’m like “WHAT THE FUCK DUDES quit sucking your own exhaust!” My contribution was “none of you wankers have tried to raise anarchist kids under capitalism and your arguments are invalid.” Anarchist philosophy which doesn’t sound like it would last ten minutes at the toddler breakfast table is shite. PURE AND SIMPLE.
My take is that social hierarchy is natural, but we have to find ways of controlling the worst excesses of discipleship to individuals. PNW peoples had the potlatch, the cultural creation which allowed social hierarchies to do their thing while flattening the number of possessions rich people had. <—- white lady one paragraph oversimplification, but honestly the potlatch is one of the coolest things humans ever invented or were given as medicine to the people, whichever way you want to parse it.—>
If you haven’t raised children it’s hard to fit into your philosophy that some people are leaders and some people are followers in their bones; from the time they can walk. A proper culture is one in which their gifts are developed without one of them turning into an MBA in corporate raiding and the other into the unwilling mother of fifteen children.
It snowed 4 inches overnight and it’s cold enough I’m wondering if the salt I just staggered out to apply at 12:30 am will fix it so’s I don’t have to shovel that shit.