athlete: so if triathlon is running, biking and swimming, that must mean biathlon is running and biking?
coach: [taking out skis and a gun] haha yeah you’d think so
“The big bang theory doesn’t make sense”
Buddy nothing makes sense. What the hell is a black hole
We don’t even know what’s at the bottom of the ocean
You’re reading this message on a rectangle of melted sand with a chip inside that harnesses the power of lightning
“abolish capitalism!”
cool. who grows the food???
no seriously—who’s out there at dawn breaking their back in the dirt, fixing broken irrigation lines, replacing a tractor axle in 110° heat—for free? because you think profit is mean?
who mines the lithium for your laptop, the cobalt for your EV battery, the iron for your train rails? who refines it? who ships it? who builds the ships? who insures them when they catch fire in the middle of the ocean?
who unloads the containers at the port? who drives the truck across 4 states? who services the diesel engine at the roadside stop in Nebraska when it breaks at 3am?
who keeps track of inventory, repairs the refrigeration system, updates the software, cleans the floors, builds the shelves, trains the workers, manages the risk, pays the legal fees, replaces the lightbulbs, handles the theft, the overtime, the breakdowns, the lawsuits?
who coordinates all of this across time zones and continents without profit?
you think the whole supply chain is just gonna keep running because everyone suddenly caught a case of the warm fuzzies???
you think people are going to wake up and go do hard, thankless, physical labor for vibes?
capitalism doesn’t work because people are good. it works because people are selfish and it figured out how to harness that into infrastructure. it’s the only system that survives human nature without needing to rewrite it
you kill profit, you kill production. you kill production, you kill logistics. you kill logistics, and suddenly it’s day four of your anti-capitalist utopia and the shelves are empty, the power’s out, the pharmacy’s closed, and nobody knows how to fix a fucking thing
anti-capitalism isn’t a philosophy. it’s a death wish dressed up as a virtue signal
it’s the aesthetic of rebellion powered by an iPhone, subsidized by Uber Eats, and resting on 400 years of industrial infrastructure you take for granted because you’ve never built a single useful thing in your life
you’re not oppressed. you’re just ungrateful
and the second you get your little no-profit revolution, you’ll find out exactly how long society runs on vibes: about three days, give or take—then the generators fail and you’re boiling rainwater so you can heat up your shitty powdered food
Tucker: Do you know the muffin man?
Ted: The muffin man?
Tucker: The muffin man
Ted: No. I don’t know him personally.
(Tucker laughs maniacally)
Tucker: How can you know anything about Drury Lane if you’ve never met the muffin man?! 🤣