I say let’s go back to gathering, and possibly hunting for the most energetic amongst you. The good news is that the cattle will practically be sitting ducks, hunting-wise. And in other , er… well, kinda good(ish) news, there ought to be several billion corpses around in relatively short order that could be salted down to get us through the winter.
I say we take a couple of summers to plant fruit trees and vegetables in every open space, and then we shut pretty much everything down.
We just need to keep up enough of modern society to produce and distribute decent pornography.
That ain’t gathering–that’s agriculture! You start planting trees, and pretty soon you need an army to defend them and a priest and a king and all that crap. The hell with that–we’ll eat wild food.
You won’t need it–we’ll all be naked! And we’ll all be in much better shape once we shit-can agriculture. Porn will be life and life will be porn!
I suggest we form an anarco-sydicalist commune. We’ll take it in turns to be a sort of executive officer for the week but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs but by a two thirds majority in the case of…
I’m talking about planting stuff now, for the gathering later.
And committees… don’t get me started on them! Look at the very word. All those extra Ms and Ts and Es. You know how the spelling was decided, don’t you? That’s right, by committee!
No comrade, we are in the pre-“hunting and gathering” state as of now. In order to achieve a perfect hunting and gathering society, we must lay the groundwork by some preparatory agriculture by THE PEOPLE!
Oh yeah, and destroy our enemies too. They are many and they are everywhere.
I am hereby declaring it my life’s mission to assfuck every single person who posts in this thread should this benighted Utopia ever be brought to life.
Well, you’d have to sabotage all of the Earth’s ecosystem so that agriculture is no longer viable. Otherwise some group of jackasses will start farming again, build cities, and then proceed to, in the parlance of our times, “roflstomp” everyone.
How to sabotage the ecosystem adequately without ruining it for foraging, I couldn’t tell you.
I got to admit assfucking that many people might be some people’s version of utopia but you can leave me out. Bring on the loin cloths and spears (I was a javelin thrower in college that finally might be useful)
