I work for a little mom and pop business that basically operates like an anarcho-syndicalist collective; the boss more or less does his own thing full time and lets us all run things on our own. It's mostly fine but I've had a few times where I've... almost... wished that we had an actual manager to help keep things in line.
I'd consider myself a Star Wars fan, and one of the things that gets me about the current state of fandom is how opposed to nuance it is. Having measured opinions about things is right out; you need to decide if you're going to LOVE or HATE a thing, and if you don't then you're not welcome.
I fuckin hate that Playstation 4 and 5 do this for taking screenshots from movies. I just want to get a good screen grab for meme purposes! Do you think I'm going to screen shot every goddamn frame of a movie, one at a time, paste those back together as a video, then somehow rip the audio too, and then share this necromantically-assembled abomination with all my pirate buddies? Fuck you!
In the wetlands of Capyville, Cappy the capybara was known for her kindness and bravery. But there was one secret she’d never shared: she liked other girl capybaras.
At the Wetland Festival, her best friend Rosa noticed Cappy was quiet. “What’s on your mind?” Rosa asked.
Cappy took a deep breath. “I like you, Rosa. Not just as a friend. In a special way.”
Rosa’s eyes widened, then softened. “Cappy, I like you too! I was just too shy to say it first.”
They decided to share their feelings with their friends, who were surprised at first but quickly cheered for the happy pair.
From that day on, Capyville became an even brighter place, where love was celebrated in all its forms.
Not a lamp, but I developed cold urticaria in my 30s; my skin gets rashy if it's exposed to cold air. I get really bad hives if I'm in cold water, and I need to wear full ankle-to-wrist pajamas or else I get itchy while I'm trying to sleep, just from the cold of the sheets. I'm seriously considering adding an electric heating pad to my bedtime routine.
It's not a matter of "nobody should be allowed to be ultra wealthy," it's a matter of "nobody should be allowed to be unacceptably poor."
If our civilization can generate wealth at an astronomical rate, then there is no morally defensible reason for anyone to be homeless, hungry, poorly educated, lacking medical care, drinking unsafe water, worked to death, or any of a number of other baseline metrics of civilization. All of those ills exist because wealth is funneled upwards at an unbelievable rate, leading to the existence of billionaires. All of that wealth should be used to raise everyone's standard of living, rather than give a handful of people more power and luxury than ever appeared in Caligula's wet dreams.
Of course the way that you accomplish that is by an exponentially progressive taxation system, and that will... probably make it impractical to be a billionaire, but frankly I think that focusing on helping the bottom end of the economic ladder is more productive than just talking about how it should be illegal to have more than a given amount of wealth.
I work for a little mom and pop business that basically operates like an anarcho-syndicalist collective; the boss more or less does his own thing full time and lets us all run things on our own. It's mostly fine but I've had a few times where I've... almost... wished that we had an actual manager to help keep things in line.