“The marvelousness of these dream technologies resides in their support of the status quo, and therein lies their ineffectiveness, their true inadequacy for the crisis. These possible futures divert our attention from what can be done now–what must be done now. In this sense, technology itself becomes ideological, concealing the irrationality of the present system.” – Kōhei Saitō

Capitalism does not give a fuck about how one is doing. Labor, which has been historically sourced at a disproportionate cost-to-revenue ratio, is viewed as a renewable resource. The economic impact of an event is only a measure to those in the game. The individual alone shoulders the cost of doing business and remains the remainder, a simple rounding error, futile to mention. Pensioners receive letters ending in severance. Which of their treasures must be surrendered?

Use-value stripped of its value and use. Fabricated needs served by plasticine orbs of inferred relevance. Where is that adaptor, is this the correct power cord? What does this screw go to? Scarcity in abundance, pickling vinegar stink of deep wallet mildew. Consume or be consumed.

Better still is redistribution merging—not flattening the bell but allowing for creative change to emerge. The peaks no longer defining the solutions for the rest of the landscape. Ending medallions and building resilience. Collectivism. More than labor spent to decide the health of a system, new measures focused on cooperative vision. Volunteering. Cohesion as a means of moving forward. Degrowth.

Begin by acknowledging the person. Welcome and thank you for coming. Capitalism created the current death cycle of this planet. Apparent in consistently collected sincere impressions that beg against indifference, debt and the fear of it has prevented progress in all directions.

Static structures of disproportion stand only hopefully until erosion takes hold. No charge punk show. Transgressive rent party an act against capital. Freegan crowd-sourced flash mob star map numbcore. This compact disc costs one hour’s wage. This singular and unique recording of the band is yours for free.