Fill your quota, comrade
I
saw on TV some kind of contest where the first prize was a vacation in
Cuba. I chuckled a bit for the thought that going to a place that
people risk their lives to get out of is some kind of "prize". If the
first prize is one week in Cuba, is the second prize then perhaps two
weeks?
Some time ago, I saw somebody wearing a Che Guevara shirt. I have read about such people on the Internet and seen them on Zombietime, but had actually never met one in person. Perhaps I should go out more often. I feel complete now, although seeing such a creature live was still a somewhat surreal experience. And such ignorance and blatant hypocrisy then proclaims itself to be moral superiority.
Back in the thirties there used to be a political movement in Finland that sometimes kidnapped socialists and communists and gave them a free ride to the Soviet border. If the analogous solution is too drastic here despite its poetic justice, perhaps a modern reality gameshow that I once sketched in a daydream would be more appropriate, in spirit of the times. This game would begin in a studio where assorted leftists of all stripes from outright communists to moderate social democrats would prance around in front of cameras, having been tricked to attend under the pretense of allowing them to broadcast their ideas to the public. The characters might include a bearded Marxist intellectual who pretends to be a member of the working class, a gay man who is an advocate of Palestine, a sissy profeminist male professor who whines "can't we all just get along", a middle-aged homeopathic doctor who supports all kind of alternative medicine, a transsexual poet whose heart holds a burning hatred of bourgeois values, a blacklisted screenwriter relic, an underclass thug, an old-fashioned union stalwart, a young anarchist "rebel" punk, a morbidly obese radical lesbian, a performance artist, a journalist who has for some reason very recently started to preach that "we no longer respect the sacred" --- the list of potential characters in this show is practically endless, and could be easily filled with a simple blog search.
After these characters have been allowed to present their views about how men are evil and how taxes should be higher and wealth redistributed more vigorously, the host would suddenly interrupt them and tell them that they will now be flown to Cuba, North Korea, Zimbabwe or some other nation from their list of ideal societies. The Survivor-style game taking place there would be themed around the meager life of the average person in the ideal leftist society. The music, sets, the show lingo and contests practically write themselves! Occasionally the contestants might win special rewards in which they get to spend a day living the life of a high-ranking party official. At the end of each episode, the participants would vote, but the Party would decide the candidate that they could vote for.
Of course none of this can be done legally, since even those of us who oppose individual freedoms and the rule of law are protected by the very freedoms that they so despise when they apply to other people. For example, one of life's little ironies is that the people who complain about "entitlement" the loudest typically consider themselves entitled to the wealth that other people's work generates, which they would confiscate and then redistribute to their supporters. But at least this is an interesting hypothetical experiment to think about. Note that the alliances that would form within the game might be mind-bogglingly revealing.
Some time ago, I saw somebody wearing a Che Guevara shirt. I have read about such people on the Internet and seen them on Zombietime, but had actually never met one in person. Perhaps I should go out more often. I feel complete now, although seeing such a creature live was still a somewhat surreal experience. And such ignorance and blatant hypocrisy then proclaims itself to be moral superiority.
Back in the thirties there used to be a political movement in Finland that sometimes kidnapped socialists and communists and gave them a free ride to the Soviet border. If the analogous solution is too drastic here despite its poetic justice, perhaps a modern reality gameshow that I once sketched in a daydream would be more appropriate, in spirit of the times. This game would begin in a studio where assorted leftists of all stripes from outright communists to moderate social democrats would prance around in front of cameras, having been tricked to attend under the pretense of allowing them to broadcast their ideas to the public. The characters might include a bearded Marxist intellectual who pretends to be a member of the working class, a gay man who is an advocate of Palestine, a sissy profeminist male professor who whines "can't we all just get along", a middle-aged homeopathic doctor who supports all kind of alternative medicine, a transsexual poet whose heart holds a burning hatred of bourgeois values, a blacklisted screenwriter relic, an underclass thug, an old-fashioned union stalwart, a young anarchist "rebel" punk, a morbidly obese radical lesbian, a performance artist, a journalist who has for some reason very recently started to preach that "we no longer respect the sacred" --- the list of potential characters in this show is practically endless, and could be easily filled with a simple blog search.
After these characters have been allowed to present their views about how men are evil and how taxes should be higher and wealth redistributed more vigorously, the host would suddenly interrupt them and tell them that they will now be flown to Cuba, North Korea, Zimbabwe or some other nation from their list of ideal societies. The Survivor-style game taking place there would be themed around the meager life of the average person in the ideal leftist society. The music, sets, the show lingo and contests practically write themselves! Occasionally the contestants might win special rewards in which they get to spend a day living the life of a high-ranking party official. At the end of each episode, the participants would vote, but the Party would decide the candidate that they could vote for.
Of course none of this can be done legally, since even those of us who oppose individual freedoms and the rule of law are protected by the very freedoms that they so despise when they apply to other people. For example, one of life's little ironies is that the people who complain about "entitlement" the loudest typically consider themselves entitled to the wealth that other people's work generates, which they would confiscate and then redistribute to their supporters. But at least this is an interesting hypothetical experiment to think about. Note that the alliances that would form within the game might be mind-bogglingly revealing.
Cuba is good place to have a vacation. Ofcourse it is socialist shithole, but that part is not preserved for tourists, it is for cubans. If you have money, you can have time of your life because everything is so cheap.
My friend visited Cuba few years ago and he said it was good place to have holiday, altough cities and houses were quite degraded.
- Syltty
Posted by Anonymous | 1:06 AM