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Originally posted by Mover#005:
<STRONG>How exactly did society fail for you? you can thank humanity that you can sit right there, and have your furry-lifestyle about which you can post on the internet. You don't need to be out there to scavenge for food only to maybe get killed by some antisocial lunatic "just because". Even if said lunatics are still out there, regardless of society, there are dedicated people which only job it is to make sure that you don't get killed, that your property is respected, that you are free to move and free to only care about the next computer game/movie/whatever and that you can say what you like when you like, even if it's incredibly stupid.
Society didn't fail, especially not for you. It even works so good that you don't even notice that it's hard work for quite a few people to keep society up and running so that you may complain freely about people making fun of you without getting outright brutalized "just because". You may even make fun of them without serious repercussions. This is really a huge luxury. Many people don't share that luxury and die everyday because of it. Society failed for them, not for you.</STRONG>
I'm just gonna casually ignore your biased and kind of abusive commentary there for a few seconds and focus on your counterpoints. Note I never mentioned I was part of the furry fandom and (quite frankly: Don't got a blog either. Planning to put up a webcomic, but eh.) or was actually complaining over my own situation. Which, given the circumstances, could be worse. But it could also be better. I could actually have a job and my own place instead of walking a endless path between the unemployment office, temp agency and insurance company. Not even McD has any positions left. And they all but grind up their underlings for next weeks menu.
But I admit, providing meaningful, or any jobs at all. Is not the goverments job. - Providing housing however, is.
And yes, we DO have lunatics wandering the streets, we've slashed mental care so much we're letting deranged psychopaths back into the streets for "good behaviour". Who then has to quickly be put back into care because the voices told them to do mean things with a +iron rod+. But that is beside the point. In fact. You missed the point so much I'm just gonna reiterate. - SOME people, focuses on our negative qualities. Which are abundant. Rather than focusing on the good things we've accomplished. This causes bad thoughts and disillusionment. - The media is partly to blame.
So before you accuse me of, well, dissing mankind. Read the bloody post I actually made.
Temperamental git.
As an aside: I won't respond to any more malarky in this post, since it detracts too much from the topic. Take it in a PM if you have a problem with me having problems. - But if you do have a problem with that. You have personal problems. And frankly, it's not my problem.
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Once spore comes out I will create a utopic society where all classes of mammalian anthropomorphic ursinae all get along in peace, no wars, no disease, no malice, Just a endless, perfect paradise, a gem in the vast interstellar blanket, and they will sing songs, and dance, and frolic and prance around in glee as I toss the entire bloody planet into a bloody black hole and watch every blissful git get compressed into neutronium and then get shot out as incoherent space radiation. - Possibly showering the universe in compressed joy, but it's a risk I'm willing to take.
Never could get into the whole benevolent God thing.
Or Syndicate wars. - Four dudes with rofl-rifles against what appears to be the combined forces of the Red Army Ca, 1956. From the windowsills, out of abandoned warehouses, from the sewers, above and below, hordes of faceless minions swarming me like Persians desperate to get into Thermapolye to use their lavatory facilities. And not one of my guys will do anything without me specifically telling them to do so. Including pressing the trigger.
I did manage to conquer europe and parts of asia thou.
But I got stuck on capturing some scientists. Blah.
ActRaiser: Now there was a game.