You’re just salty because you’ve realised you’re expendable. Don’t feel bad, I am too. But in reality for a community to survive, they really only need food and rudimentary medical services.

I’m talking about necessary for the species to carry on existing. And yes I grew up in a place with no police, no military, no EMTs, no firefighters. We had a nurse though. If someone did something that would normally involve the police, it was settled by the parties involved. (If you got drunk and drove through someone’s fence, they’d show you up at your house with a roll of barbed wire and some fence posts and you’d have to fix it. Possibly also round up any escaped sheep)

Society needs farmers and doctors. Like it or not, everything else is optional.

You say that, but when I’m more productive I’m inevitably much less happy. Work sucks.

I get that, but the Mac n cheese on the left is made by people in the south, not just black people. In fact a lot of things labeled as “black” are actually just southern. Its just the south has better food than the north. White people are eating it too.

Edit: as a European who likes spicy food, anything you’re likely to get north of the Mason Dixon line is basically inedible slopp. Go eat a bowl of seafood gumbo and tell me I’m wrong. Go on, I’ll wait. And while you’re down there, bring me some southern maid donuts.

You realize that you’re talking about southern food right? As in not exclusively black?

Or thoughts to that effect. You know what I mean.

I’d just like to talk to other people who’s first thought when meeting someone is also “I wanna make you sound like brain damaged livestock”.

I’m pretty sure society would view it as a problem if they came home to find me fisting their mum. Which I would 100% do because I have no standards.