Dusty old bones, full of green dust.

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Cake day: June 2nd, 2024

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  • In the US? Worse, much worse. We’d have kings and queens at this point. The rich would make sure that their wealth always came back to them. People would probably have to test who their baby was before, probably a lot of adoptions and what have you. I could see parents suing the rich person if they didn’t share their wealth, likely new laws would need to be enacted to insure the wealth isn’t shared with anyone (and we know it’ll pass because anything that hurts people always passes). I could even see a greater decline in birthrates. Who wants to carry a baby to term just to have it snatched away by the Walmart empire and leaving you with nothing but the scars? Or what if you happen to get a murderer who did heinous things?

    Oh god, and debt would never, ever die. As soon as you’re 18, they’d drop those same bills off, likely with interest. There would be no end to suffering, no peace at the end. You’ll be in your 80’s, still working to pay off debt that may be from two lifetimes ago. It would be harder for new artists as well. Just keep throwing Beyonce out there. Why get a new actor? Just keep putting the same guy in there, over and over.

    Only thing I could see getting a little better is racism. Since you can’t control who or what you come back as, kind of hard to hate brown people when you’re just a flip of a coin away. They literally wouldn’t be able to judge a book by its cover.












  • I’ve never even dated someone, but I’ve walked with male friends and had someone shout out he was taking one for the team and thanking him for his service. I’ve also had someone say loudly that they would be embarrassed to be seen with someone like me (fat and ugly). I’ve had someone stop him and ask if he knew “it” was following him (We were in different sections of a store while I was approaching). I’ve had people say he must be rich to keep “something like me” fed. I’ve had friends called “pig fucker” while walking with me. I’ve had people, when they thought I couldn’t hear, praise him for seeing “what’s inside.” I’ve had people insinuate that I must be good in bed for anyone to want me. I’ve been called practice. I have had someone loudly exclaim that “damn, if that’s all that’s left I’d just be gay.”

    So, not a “relationship,” but friendship. Sorry if that’s vending the rules a bit.