Its not a ideology - a ideology can be questioned and challenged, but to question the absolute truth, that must be madness, heresy and regression. What i reall

Its not a ideology - a ideology can be questioned and challenged, but to question the absolute truth, that must be madness, heresy and regression. What i really miss, is a discussion about the "value" Californian culture creates, as these are quite different. Some are universal beneficial, and some are just plain redistribution of pre-existing wealth cycles with shock and awe. Ueber e.g. compared to actual, value creating innovations is one huge disappointment, its basically the recreation of the taxi-industry with new owners. And this kind of worthless pseudo-innovations, who antagonize the rest of societys world-wide to Californian culture have become a rather large percentage of the created "value" over the years. We already can see the toxic outpoor created by these well disguised redistribution hacks on societys structure, as hatred is shoveled towards societys outliers- and once we are Peak Scapegoat, the attacked party, will turn on us. All those counter-culture propagandists will do, what they always did, when the water gets hot and turn on a dime on us. As all revolutions in history, this one will eat its children. So one should buy a bathtub and seasoning for the occasion. At least we saw it coming, years ahead- although we couldn't prevent it. 'It was late night, when the Primepurge reached its peak.One by one in the highrise nearby, the lights had flickered out, and now the carnage could be heard in the floors below. Or was it just techno with a bad vocal? Maybe everything was good and under control again, maybe the spiral of insanity had stopped turning. Then the cellphone chimed. 'Your package has arrived' the device exclaimed happily, while the videofeed showed, several hooded figures with guns and knifes drawn from there delivery packages, slipped in through the door. For a moment, the disconnected cables, a protection symbol against the bad spirit of the Aglos shimered, then the lights went out and the lifesign trackers at the inhabitants wrist, one by one started yelling for help.'