Socialist supergerms teach me the Value of Nothing
Sunday, April 25th, 2010The Obama healthcare package is already working its black magic. The first common cold I caught after the passage of the healthcare reform bill wasn’t at all common. Sure, this cold had all the usual symptoms, but it also had some suspiciously socialist leanings. Evidence:
- Timing: the cold struck as I embarked for a weekend that was intended to be full of hikes in the Joshua Tree national forest; instead it was full of couch time. In 48 hours, I spent about 18 hours reading and 20 sleeping.
- Materials: trying to pack for the trip as the socialist germs wreaked havoc on my system, I accidentally grabbed a certain back-issue of Adbusters (Adbusters (Thought Control in Economics, September October 2009)
) and a strangely consonant book I’d just picked up, The Value of Nothing: How to Reshape Market Society and Redefine Democracy
. The issue of Adbusters and the book were perfectly paired… Once I’d finished all that nasty commie porn, I rifled through the shelves of the home — and found deckled-edged socialist tome Eating Animals
(which, in all seriousness, is amazing). Could this plethora of propaganda be mere coincidence? I think not. Clearly, Obama’s communist supergerms made this happen.
- Context: we stayed in an amazing house that was totally off the grid in the middle of the beautiful Pipes Canyon desert near Pioneertown, CA. Solar for power. Water tank for water. Dead silent, except for the occasional dust devil that whipped by and the buzzing of bees that tended to cactus blossoms on the other side of the screen doors. Only the Obama Whitehouse could be a more fruitful place to be reading the socialist wonkfestos I’d brought along with me. This was the perfect context for believing that living off the grid every day might be an achievable lifestyle.
In short, I find myself infected with feverish dreams of building a post-capitalist lifestyle for myself right in the heart of Orange County. This was one of those weekends that helped crystallize an alternate vision for what I might like the rest of my life to look like.
So… thanks to the aforementioned socialist supergerms, I was afforded the time and space to think, and the outcome was kind of radical.