Technology is not evil. Technology improves our lives in innumerable ways. It's the best outlet for our creativity as humans. We create machines to relieve us of tedious work, and to help us better explore the world in which we live. What's wrong with that? It's an art form, an art form with practical use. What else would we use our brains for? Do you suggest we just run around naked, fucking and killing things with sticks all day? (apparently you wouldn't, because believe it or a not, a sharpened stick is technology!)
Capitalism and the industrial revolution on the other hand... *insert long hippyish rant*
Ted Kaczynski was a genius (literally). I have read from his manifesto and his beliefs coincide with mine on many levels. I honestly respect the man. I don't so much agree with the whole killing people thing however...
Atlantis? The moon? Really? What have you bought in to? That sounds about as plausible as Christianity.
I think you need to reevaluate your belief system. Of course shit is whack, the symptoms of a decaying society are everywhere and in plain view. I wish we could 'just start over' but that's not a very original proposition and it's just not going to happen that way. We're at a stand still because the people who do get in to politics and push this agenda end up having to compromise and compromise until eventually they're not doing much good at all. As it's been said, if you try to change the system from within, it's not you who changes the system, but the system that eventually changes you. Perhaps that's why Kacznski decided on killing people to get his message out, but that didn't work very well either now did it?
I'll leave you with this, found scribbled in a bathroom stall somewhere in the US. Pretty powerful words.
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You’ve taken over my mind. You’ve raped my thoughts with your image viruses then sold me fake cures for your own disease. Your words and pictures scream orders at me like angry prison wardens. When I cover my ears, your voices echo in my head. I hate you. When I see your billboards, your talk shows, your rock concerts and your factories, when I see the work of your twisted libidos, I want to kill you. I want to set fires, plant bombs, derail trains. I want to smash your buildings and tear at your bodies until the skin of my hands is worn to the bone. I am filled with a rage that burns my eyes.
I don’t want to feel this way. You have done this to me. These feelings are the fruits of your multi-billion dollar sowing. And I am not alone. There are others like me out here. Every suicide, every madman, every man and woman who gets a gun and just starts shooting — these are your illegitimate children. They don’t all know what they are doing. All they know is hate for the invisible walls which you have raised around them, hate for the narrow path you have tried to make them walk. And the innocent pay in blood for your negligence.
Remember this: My mind is big. The more you try to push me down and make me small, the greater the pressure inside me becomes. The greater the pressure, the greater the chance of an explosion. There was once a time when I felt love, but now I feel only hate and anger, and fear at what I might do. And you can tell me to "BE HAPPY," but I know that you really mean “BE QUIET”.
Believe me, I want to be happy. You stand in my way.
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Oh, and a short story by Kaczynski himself that I quite enjoyed.
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