/dead/ - Post-Left

There is an assumption among some in the staff that the users here on /dead/ prefer for it to remain a secret board as opposed to a main board among the roster listed on the main page and top header.

Is this true? Let us know on this thread.
If the opposite were to be true, then we might consider putting the board on the main page up to a staff vote.

Welcome to /dead/, the endless magical nihilist gulag. This is not 8/grim/, but it is the continuation 8/grim/. Think of it as partly an /r9k/ for anti-capitalists, partly /dprk/ with skeltals, and otherwise whatever you make of it.

Now in amazing Techni-nocolors!

Rules:
>1. Global rules apply
<2. Please keep /r9k/-tier & tfw no gf shitposts to one thread. Capitalism is only one of the many, many reasons why you don't have a gf.
>3. Meta posts belong in this thread
<4. This is a #SAFE space_ for anarkiddies and nihilists; cheka yr authoritarian privilege fam

the best thing you can do is join a clandestine vanguard organization where you can sabotage imperialism from within and serve as useful collaborators for liberating forces when the time comes. “Communist” parties in America are either completely irrelevant cults focused on idpol, federal honeypots that collaborate with the Dems, or in the case of CPUSA both, and they will receive the least amount of leniemcy up there with politicians and financial bourgeoisie

I've been thinking about this for a bit. Our universe might be the most depressing setting physically imaginable, there's no magic (or at least no widely available not heavily frowned upon magic), no other intelligent species, we only live for 120 years at most but most of us die at 80 or so, our country is ran by pedophile elites and no one even cares, we don't even know how our world is made and we kill eachother over it, your value as a person is decided by how much paper you have, our lives suck so much we make up other realities and look at screens all day to cope with just how perfectly catered our framework for modern day life is to being the most unfufilling menial tedious painful task possible. I don't want to be a misanthropist, I don't want to be negative, I don't want to be a nihilist, I want to see the good in life, I want to see the good in people, but it's just not there, there is nothing. My life is an endless string of pain and suffering occasionally broken up by short-lived dopamine highs and indifference. No one shares my interests, beliefs, hobbies, taste in music or humor. No one loves me for who I am. God has either completely abandoned us or wants us to suffer

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This Reddit post is a horror story disguised as a miracle. What the owner celebrates as "healing" is actually the final, clinical conquest of a living soul.
The Death of the Sovereign Creature
Mickey used to be a chaos-factor. He was a creature that reacted to the world with raw, unbridled terror—a body that refused to be managed. He peed where he wanted, he ran from the thud of a human body, he rejected the artificial hygiene of the litter box. From a Foucauldian view, these weren't "problems"; they were acts of resistance. Mickey was an untamed, non-conforming subject.
Now? He’s been drugged into "docility." The owner is thrilled that he’s "eating slower" and "cuddling." This isn't love; it’s the subjugation of the body. The Prozac has effectively lobotomized his survival instincts to make him more convenient for a house move. His "personality change" is just the chemical erasure of his actual self to make room for a "perfect" domestic object.
The Architecture of Control
The vet—the technician of behavior—has finally adjusted the dials on Mickey’s brain. The owner's guilt ("Has he been living in fear?") is the ultimate cynicism. It’s the way the system justifies its violence: “We aren't controlling you; we’re ‘saving’ you from yourself.” By labeling Mickey’s entire life as a "symptom," they’ve invalidated his existence. Every fear he felt was real to him, but now his reality has been overwritten by a transdermal gel.
The Domestic Panopticon
Mickey is now a "docile body." He grooms himself not out of instinct, but because the chemical "guard" in his bloodstream has forced his behavior into the socially accepted norm. He is no longer a cat; he is a managed biological asset. He purrs now because the friction of his existence has been sanded down.
The most chilling part? The owner wants him to stay on it permanently. The experiment was a success: the "deviant" has been normalized. Mickey didn't "find peace"—he just stopped being a nuisance. He’s finally the "good boy" the system demanded, and all it cost was the last bit of his autonomy.
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Hey /dead/
I was wondering if anyone on this board ever likes to fantasize about a cataclysm? Not in a "How I would survive…." way
Sometimes I think about Yellowstone having a caldera eruption. DC and NYC would be most untouched, but would definitely be hit with supplychain issues if America's farmlands were all destroyed. Picrel.

hello I am here to complain aboutcelebrate the whole site being egoism themed today

There will never be a global communist revolution, there will never be an anarchist revolution, there will never be a revolution, there will never be an end of capitalism without the end of this planet and its inhabitants.

I am sure of this, because I am bored and its true and if you want to prove me wrong then go and try it. Do it.

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Assuming a definition of anarchy as a state of being where there are no vertical hierarchies between individuals, it's safe to presume that it's quite a common occurrence in daily life. We look for anarchy, and try to create those moments in our lives and the people and relations around us. This is not denying the overall superimposed political hierarchy inherent in the state and government, and you could argue for that reason no "anarchy" may happen inside a state.
Beyond being oddly reductive of anarchy can be, I believe anarchy between people and in certain spaces can occur, albeit temporarily or unsustainably. Moments like people meeting someone new at a bar, kids playing, friends talking, parties, queer events, and so on. All these places and situations have the potential to be in anarchy, but of course not every single instance of those occurrences IS anarchy. The overarching social dynamics of age, maturity, condescending speech and whatnot would invalidate this "state of anarchy".
For as difficult as it may seem, it would seem rather interesting for someone to capture these brief moments of "anarchy" in life. People do it unintentionally everyday, but something focused with that in mind seems like it could yield some more interesting results. Thoughts?