MORATORIUM!

I'm declaring a moratorium on stupid radfems. No existing for a month.

In the mean time here's a time line:

22 june, 2006: I write a blog post pointing out that secret organisations never end well, in response to the revelation that Middle Managers like Kos and John Avarosis had been operating a little thing called "townhouse".

Quoth myself:

Now the thing that occurs to me is, WHY ON EARTH DO YOU NEED TO DO THIS THING IN SECRET!? Come on Kos, even you must be able to figure out that that was going to come back to bite you in the ass at some point, you’re coordinating and holding discussion with a group of left wing and democratic party supporting journalists, bloggers and activists via this mailing list, and you’ve sworn them to secrecy? Why on earth would you do that? Hell-fucking-lo Kos, did you not realize that a “new people-powered movement”, has to, you know, NOT involve an exclusive and secretive group of media peeps holding closed discussion that could effect the wider movement? Did you not understand that a freaking mystic oligarchy is probably not the best way to organize support for the democratic party? Are you not aware that you have justified any rightwinger who now calls you a “stalinist”? You’ve made a crazy right wing insult accurate for god’s sake, even Bill “I invented Gitmo for HIV+ Haitians” Clinton hasn’t done that.

Suffice to say that I am not a fan of secret oligarchies - if you can't run your conspiracy in plain view you probably shouldn't run it. transparency is an issue with such things, as is accountability.

And as with all things, knowing is half the battle. (The other half? Guitar Hero!)

Sometime in 2007: belle sets up a secret email list, for reasons that I can't help but call "abject laziness". From an outsider's POV it sounds pretty much like she just tricked some WOC into acting as gophers because she was too busy to bookmark some sites/type in their URL/follow links around herself - stuff that's neither time consuming or difficult basically, but which nonetheless was sold to the WOC as a sort of safe space for people who get crap thrown at them.

Of course the road to hell is paved with good intentions...

sometime in or around early december, 2007: flamefest erupts because of some stuff Amber starts by slapping people in the head with her racist parents (father or mother depending on what day you ask about it), leading to Donna and M leaving the secret email club, and thus depriving Belle of her two main gophers and thus causing the whole thing to devolve into a "we H8 Hrt" club...but *secret*, because otherwise bitching about Heart starting silly little (open) safe spaces wouldn't be ironic and fucked up.

God forbid someone take the higher ground and keep it for five fucking seconds....

Mid december 2007: Amber runs whining to Bitch|Lab, thus prompting this thread, which manages to make both BL and Amber look like complete assholes.

Some of the points BL makes are valid though, especially the ones about "wow, doesn't actually forming a little posse make everyone who scoffed at Marcotte accusing us of having a secret cabal, kinda look like idiots now huh?"

But Belle disagreed! And so calls BL and Amber self centered (presumably after fixing large brass rings around her head to stop it exploding from mental dissonance) in a post that neither mentions names nor links to anything, thus leaving anyone who didn't already know what the fuck she was talking about in the dark, and making a public post kinda...pointless, nonsensical? One can only assume following the advice she gives in her own post was too much for the poor little lambykins, aww.

Bonus Dilbert Points of course for complaining about how she doesn't have the time for the busy and complex business of moderating the groups she created primarily because she was too busy to just fucking read blogs in the first place.

And there's hte special honorable mention for how catbert there acts as though it's shocking, SHOCKING that BL might have been pissed off at the whole thing, "but we were BFF! I mean you've written a lot about how you object to those inner circle type cliques after having seen it tear apart so many other groups you've been involved with, and I did exclude you from the group, and insult your intelligence a bit when you did find out about it, but seriously why are you acting like such a jerk towards me, jeez..."

Skip ahead a bit, Belle has curled up into her email based womb (again), except the group is now a largely (upper-middle class) whites only affair, the blogosphere's not heard much about this because most of the people involved were hubbloggers - lots of the even smaller blogs tend to link into them, and they link into each other, so posts at BL or my blog don't really spread far because they would have to go through those blogs who have pinky sworn to silence on the matter... for the sake of group cohesion or something else that doesn't make any sense.

That's the slight problem with people who you think are smart, but who then go and set up secret white-only oligarchies; any assumptions you made about them being smart were clearly wrong, otherwise they wouldn't have thought that a secret whites-only oligarchy was a really neat idea.

During this period I'm a bit confuddled. Basically my life since july has gone:

- homeless.

- stay at friend's place.

- Start experiencing rage attacks along with massive stress based crying jags as a result of the homeless period.

- Anorexia goes into overdrive and my period disappears during late august, but fortunately it reappears when I get my eating pattern sorted out again

- Ren randomly insults me, her commenters go all borg-esque on me and join in. As the insults tend less towards "R is being stupid and btichy and needs to get a grip" and more towards "oh R is a terrible writer, everything she says is just wrong" and others that were basically their generic anti-heart comments with my name in place, even if that didn't make all that much sense.

- Due to the sheer randomness of the attacks and my general low self esteem, I flounce and do an impression of Zippy the pin-head. Admittedly not my finest hour.

- find new apartment, start moving in.

- I start blogging again. Amanda starts yet another round of bullshit.

- start new job.

- finally see BL's post about Belle's secret treehouse club and I'm pissed off, but not sure whether to really take it up because while it raises huge warning flags in my mind, just from the basic concept* of an inner circle like that developing, and regardless of the reasons for it, becuase I know from history that such things never stay true to their origins, no matter how noble. And then their's the issue of the massive empathy failier on Belle and Co's parts, I mean, anyone who's read BL's work during the sex wars or burkagate should have been able to tell that BL was going to have issues with such a thing, and for belle to turn around and pretend that it's totally invalid to have issues with such a thing...

And then as I'm starting to think that maybe I can just ignore it, let the whole thing be, Ren's brings the butt hurt.

Not just any butthurt though, we're talking prime A-grade racist butthurt.

With. Sprinkles.

I should point out that this came after another, almost as bad thread; where Ren let her commenter turn her place into a cesspit, and you remember how I accused Marc of humping his recently deceased dog to death? Well it turned out that I actually do have a standard of decency wrt rhetoric.

That level is reached at about the point where, in response to a relatively tame attack post for Ginmar, Ren commentariat suddenly decided that accusing Ginmar of being mentally ill as a way to dismiss what she was saying.

I think the fact that they were using Ginmar's PTSD, which she got from serving in Gulf War 1, as a way to dismiss her was as bad if not worse than the whole using a mental disorder someone suffers with to attack them, because it is ridiculously dehumanizing - and again this was from people, including Belle, who'd talked, previously, about the importance of empathy and how they stood against dehumanizing people and the violence that that leads to, who suddenly turned around and threw all that out of hte window.
So I wade in, as I am want...

Oh no, if Ginmar chose to join up... well it's what she deserved for helping american imperialism and she has no one to blame but herself...

Comment after comment like that. From Ren, from belle, from others who should know better.

And I'm looking around and I'm starting to get that odd prickling sensation on the back of my neck because I suddenly realise that all of her regular commenters are all, exclusively, upper middleclass, and spewing the most hateful classist bullshit imaginable, at women like me who are getting screwed over by the system they benefit from without the costs that we have to endure for their comfort.

Because anyone who pretends that the working class are not given three, equally evil, choices in life, to either join up with the military, turn to crime and get put in jail, or to be slowly killed by the soul destroying working that will, if we're really really Lucky, provide just enough to keep a roof over our heads and maybe put some instant ramen in our stomachs as well, is a fucking evil bastard themselves, who has decided to make themselves complicit in the oppression working class poeple like myself experience.

Because those rage attacks I've been suffering are due to both the way I got treated while out on the streets last year, and the first time I was homeless back in the 90's as well, by other people, and the little voice inside my head, that told me that it was all my fault and that I deserve that kind of treatment.

Because underlying all the oppression people face is erasure, both the willingness of the victims to accept the bullshit notion of some how deserving to be tortured by a system of Hate, and that willingness of seemingly rational human beings to, with out cause or seeming prompting, to suddenly declare that black people are just jealous when they complain, or Latin@s are just being lazy when they demand a human wage. Underlying oppression is a society that is willing to do any, ANYTHING, rather than admit that such oppression exists, let alone that We, that meta-textual Us, is in any way responsible for it.

And after witnessing that bullshit being thrown by Ren's pals with her tacit acceptance, after the shit with the email list, with Amanda's crap again and again...

That's when I saw this at ren's place.

Ren was told by Kate that a term she used made Ren's blog hostile to her. Kate is voicing how Ren's writing makes her feel, in a remarkably polite way, and asking Ren to do something that really doesn't cost Ren.

So obviously ren did what any Ally would do: she declared that she was asian and then started waffling about how she deosn't do Politically Correct while utterly dismissing Kate's expereince of racism, while dismissing the hurt that Ren's words can.

Because oppression of Ren is the One True Oppression, accept no substitute folks.

And the thing I have to ask, in retrospect, given the entire bushel of bullshit is basically this:

WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO THOSE PEOPLE!?

I mean because we discussed that sort of thing, I rememeber conversations involving how to be a better ally that dealt with just that sort of sitaution, and everyone being a racist asshole in that thread has called other white people on pulling that crap so...

I'm looking at the people who are supposedly anti-racist, and who've demonstrated intelligence in the past and who has demonstrated that they know better and yet...

And I've been shying away from this, because like a crap Ally myself I've been afraid, cowardly even, my lifes chaotic, and the amount of emotional investment required to, once again, completely write off people I'd thought "Got It", thought were true allies, not with myself, but with the people who need allies, the people who get it in the neck when people like us don't pull through and don't speak up, and let them come for their children because they ain't coming for us yet, and it turned out I was nieve, stupid, cowardly and blind.

I could stand being personally insulted, because there is nothing any of those scumbags could say that is worse than what I say to myself, and I could stand silliness that was probably going to lead to an epic, mind boggling blowout that would at least be fun to watch.

But then Amanda goes and out does herself, and I see another good writer, not one of the heartless sychophantic hacks who buzz around Ren, for obvious metaphorical reasons, but a good writer, and a strong women, and a good woman, and I see how it affects all those other beautiful and I see these silly little cliqueish types, buzzing around it all, saing not very much apart from a bit of empty posturing that makes promises their hearts can't cash, and I'm torn between vomiting and killing myself, because maybe I did something wrong? Maybe the degeneration of these people from actual allies into pathetic self absorbed racists.
Except I'm still blaming mysefl for other people's failings, and I'm suffering because of their problems, and causing suffering because I'm trying to accomadate the feelings of such losers, and staying silent not for any valid reason, but to maintain some fantastic notion I have that the group that we're all tied up in is worth more than actaully supporting those beautiful women who get silenced while the hacks keep chortling to themselves in their dirty little whites only club.

The hell with that.

You still reading this?

I'll be back on the 20th of next month, and you remember that R. Mildred from waaay back who was kinda awesome, back before everyone turned into jagoffs? She'll be back too. I'm gonna clear my head, sort my self out, make out those clear boundaries between myself and the bastard world that got destoryed at some point, see if I can't squeeze a little more free time for RL activism and then I shall return.

And one more thing:

After burkagate, I vowed to punch Amanda in the face should our paths ever accidentally cross.

After this Seal house explosion let me make this promise; should I happen to bump into Bfp, or BA, or M, or Donna or yes, even Nez, I promise to pick them up and mercilessly soak their feet.

It's a tough job, but someone's got to do it.

Peace out.

Oh For Fuck's Sake: part the eighteen buzillionth

Bit late to the party but anyhoo...

Everyone has by know heard of the whole thing where some fucking cobwebbed wazzo'd female brain-eunuch of the law has, no doubt due to her republican fairy of a husband no longer putting out for her any more, decided that she among all other of the tokenista judges, vile and hateful though such ranks be, would get to be one of the first female judges in ameircan hisotry to actually slut shame an actual, literal, slut.

Of course this has strangely been condemned by many a folk.

But let me tell you how it's actually a good thing.

Now I'll be writing apologetics for this bloated sack of dyshuman bastardry. not because I beleive any of the crap I'll be shoveling, but because I am sick and fed up and tired of Jeffy-poo, Trexy-poo, Avorosis-poo, Malkin-poo (the new jersey satanic cybertransvestite him/herself) and Hamsher, and Kosimandius King of Kings having all the fun writing nonsensical apologetics for teh infinite evils that they prop up for shits and money.

Also I should probably mention the classism at some point, as it keeps disappearing in the discussion of such things (usually in between the gap made of "but they're such nice boys" and people being able to decode that not to subtle bundle of codewords used to obfuscate the fuckedupness of their inhumanity) so here ya go: classism is at work, along with racism and of course both of those together form up like voltron in this case to also make it sexism as well. So it's a trifectra, made by a woman but evil like a man.

So the judgette has declared that a protitute was raped, but that that's just "theft of services" or whatever. Well clearly that's a good thing, becuase under US law, rape is a misdemeanor, pushing 30 year old teachers is a federal offence and property crimes get the death penalty, especially when folks be wearing shoes.
So what the judge has quite cleverly done in her redefining the rape as a form of theft, is make it a property crime of a kind, and hence something which won't be taken to trial in a way that treats the victim like the criminal and cause a guzzilliion middle aged fratboys to bitch and whine about how the bitch be clearly lying on account of how if this was on CSI they would have pried fingerrpints out of the air, swabbed a passing high pressure front for DNA samples, whizzed it through the DNA verification thingiemajig in about 5 minutes, and it would have all been sorted out by the second set of commercials.

And yes I know the judge actually equated the rape with "loss of services" and made her trying to actually get the bastards convicted of rape akin to macdonalds suing someone for making hamburgers at home, but THAT's the whole point of apologetics, if it at all matched up with reality then it wouldn't be apologetics in the first place.

Now where'd I put my whisky dammit?

Comment left over at BFP's place:

For her latest Burma Post:

While I was in the UK I ended up working with Burma Campaign UK and a few other immigration related groups and saw a few of the eye witness accounts of stuff the current regime there did to people who even just attended NLD protests - shootings into gathered crowds to disperse them, people making it out of such violent confrontations only to get pistol whipped senseless when they run into check points on the roads away from the demonstrations.

Speaking of pistol whipped, the wiki page on the myanmar army is interesting - usual suspects are there selling arms, Heckler & Koch, Fabrique Nationale, TZ Italy and Israeli Military Industries are all there, using a neat work around the multiple trade embargos on the regime by selling the government the rights to produce their weapons - which means that myanmar makes the weapons, but the foreign businesses get paid for their acceptance of it.

Obviously all those groups are major clients of the US militaries, as well as most of the other first world nations - suffice to say they're all quite thoroughly within the military industrial complexes of the first world nations. THe only real exception is IMI, who's more innovative and interesting arms tends to get copied by H&K or other groups who then make a cheaper knockoff version (like the Mac-10 - which is often mistakenly called an "Uzi" because it so resembles the Israeli original) that governments buy.

But because it's a company owned pretty directly by the Israeli government it'd be pretty heavily affected by any sanctions or trade embargos placed on Israel itself for the ridiculous amount of crap it currently gets away with ontop of making money off of the broken bodies that come out of Myanmar's detention centres.

Obviously the PRC also sells all sorts of crap to myanmar, but it seems to be the sort of cheap aerospace crap that it's churning out recently as a side effect of its space program, but the PRC sells to everyone, because it's teh goddamn PRC and that's what it does (and yes, that's yet another reason why Jerome Armstrong's touting of dodgy chinese stocks was a morally Wrong thing, aside from the everything else about it).

Excuse the miltech pron there, I was a major Jane's geek at one point.

It very nearly goes with out saying that Aung San Suu Kyi is incredible as is the work of the NLD over the years - because it has gotten better there, and Aung San Suu Kyi has worked hard to keep the protests and movement peaceful and keep the more militant groups in check to such a degree that the Myanmar regime can't off her any more than South Africa could kill mandela or the british could have Ghandi carted off or the feds could directly shoot MLK - the country would tear itself apart in rage if they seriously hurt her.

And yes, Aung San Suu Kyi is up there with those guys, becuase while it could go without saying that she is fucking amazing, it shouldn't, because she is really awesome and makes me feel really warm and fuzzy with optmistic sprinkles on top.

If you can show your support in whatever way you can for the NLD it's kinda needed, because if the status quo remains unchanged to any serious degree, the Monks currently being held by Myanmar will likely turn up as corpses a few months from now.

Remedial Strawmandagon bullshit class - now in lolcat format!

Amanda is being stupid again!

The trouble is that half the carp she spouts in that thread requires knowing wha thte hell actually happened during burkagate last year so for those who widsely avoided the whole thing he's a refresher course in the Blizzard of '06 - in lolcat format for maximmum justice.

First there was the clinton harlem blogging lunch that provoked the predictable response that led ot people wondering how the hell you organise a tea part yin harlem and some how manage to avoid having ANY black people whatsoever attend:



Then ann althouse jumped in with some highly pertinent gibberish:



Which caused Amanda to fail big time in valenti's defence:


Which provoked coherent and well reasoned outrage amongst the section of the blogosphere that was conspicuously absent from the original blizzard, and which, due to UNICORNS (or something), required to Amanda unleashing her butthurt upon the world:


But strangely enough that didn't seem to help, leading Marcotte to have to kick the butthurt up a notch, BAM! Left blogistan stylee:




Fighting continues unabated for much of the next year until...










This shit is, as you may guess, getting tiresome.

You know, being homeless isn't as much fun as I thought it'd be

Whenever I've got a nice fairly comfortable bed to sleep in, or at the very least a roof over my head, I have routinely declared that everyone should be homeless at least once in their life, and have to sleep on the streets.

When I'm having to sleep on the street like I am right now, I do not.

It is hell.

What people don't neccesarily realise is that you can't sleep, not easily, and generally only out of absolute exhaustion.

Why? because you're prey to every half wit or sadist that walks the street, the police, the pimps, the pushers, some other homeless people as well, and you know you are, and you jerk awake everytime you hear footsteps coming down the street, or every time a car passes down a road.

Oh, and the weather, always the weather, which is either oppressively hot, with the pavement underneath you and the walls you lean against radiating heat during the night on top of general mugginess (that makes you smell impressively, but hey! Get a job ya bum!*), or freezing cold, and as your body starts to crash from a lack of sleep and the mind destroying ache in your legs and arms from having to lug your crap about town, you end up with shivers that won't go away, and you cannot sleep.

And that's if you've got food. Add starvation ontop of that and the fun reaches new levels of agony.

This is pretty much why homeless people tend to resort to drugs or booze, it's a simplest way to get a good night's rest.

I should also note that most of the crap that homeless people go through is horrible and nasty and leaves you fucked up if you ain't careful, but it's still a mere shadow of what we do in the torture camps.
Which is the one comparison that fits, being in gitmo is like being homeless, except you're chained to the floor, and you're protected from the elements, and everytime you hear footsteps coming nearby you know, rather than merely fear, that someone is probably going to kill you.

And you can't self medicate, and you only get the "get a job you bum!" types, and you know that your only ways out are death or madness.

Last time I was homeless was in LA, that lasted about a month before I found the little anarchist squatter's commune** who took me in.

Tonight I shall sleep on a couch of a friend while I search for a new apartment, but the last two nights, with work as well ontop of it all, was really fucking trying.

And there's far far worse happening out at sea in the little house that Clinton built.

* I made what you could, if you squinted and tilted your head just so, call a living from picking the pockets of those people, I consider theft almost too justified in that situation.

Though I did see some ridiculously smart ass beggar once run after some one who threw money at them with that phrase attached, and proceed to try to give him change, which I guess is the more christian thing to do. I still got the asshole's wallet a few yards further down the street and bought that smart ass some socks for that though, becuase it was so deeply amusing.

And because it's socks, not cigarettes or booze, that the homeless spend the majority of their money on, socks are like the gold of the homeless.

** This was the time where about 10 of us shared a run down house, with one toilet, no door on it.

And the rad fems piss and moan about potential transwomen spying on them peeing in their gender segregated bathrooms.

Bah! Lightweights!

Dear Ren,

Don't make a hard done by sighin noise, if you have some aspect of your work that you find troublesome, especially when it comes to tings like condom use, fucking talk with your fellow sex workers and fucking well unionize so that changes can be made.

I mean, geez, don't be twisty, ACT!

Vote H*llary Cl*nton! She's Got Ov*ries! w00t

While being really out of it at the moment I have had a few minor revelations:

First of all, the main reason I find porn so hilarious is because the shaved pubic regions of female pornstars kinda make me think of manatees.

This is confusing, especially in light of how patriarchy is all knowing and all seeing and responsible for everything*.

If patriarchy is the matrix**, then obviously this whole shaved cootchy (cooter? whatever the other C-wrod for lady bits is, you know) = manatee connection is a result of patriarchy, stands to reason right?

Except what possible use does the patriarchy get out of making me think of manatees when ever I see shaved croutons? I rate manatees highly, among my top ten of all the aquatic mammals, so it isn't to make me ashamed of a shaved crampon, if only sahving the area would make my crotch graceful and agile like a manatee... *sigh*

maybe it is to make me live in constant fear of my coucous being killed by a boat's proppeller should I ever shave it, so that then I'd not be so wise to the aquaintence raping ways of men?

Now I'm just being silly.

Also has anyone else noted that when you add stars into swear words, as a form of censorship, it sounds more emphatic and rude than it would normally?

For instance this sentence; "Fuck you, you fucking fucker!" is something a curly haired child might say, to which you'd reply with a "cute, kid" and ruffle their hair playfully.

However this sentence; "F*ck you, you f*cking f*cker!" sounds like something that only a hardened criminal would say while raping a nun and stealing money from a little old lady.

M*rkos M*ulitsa.

See?

I shall experiment in weeks to come.

See you all next week (or whenever) folks, same bat time, same bat channel...

* Especially feminism, which is all patriarchy, all the time, unless twisty and her white capitalist father say it isn't, in which case it's not, oh shut up mildred, can you not see there is no clear signs of mental issues just because a lesbian loves her father and his funk filled bratwurst? and if that human emotion called "love" means being an apologist for the occasional bit of illegal immigrant exploiting or "industrial accidents" that had nothing to do with competitors being pushed into vats of acid or whatever he did in his time as a capitain of industry, then what is a radical feminist who clearly states she stands against white male capitalist oppression to do? Other than not act as an apologist of course... let's not get crazy here...

** A term I originally thought twisty meant in a way that I later found out she didn't mean it, thus confusing me because the way I thought she didn't mean it but did basically made feminism into yet another branch of the whiney white emo kiddies armed services. Alas, for some reason I am one of the few people who seems to have realised that even neitzsche didn't like whiney nihilists, and I sincerely believe that if he was alive today he'd start up a mail bombing campaign of Eels, just on the principle of the thing.

Somehow I feel that feminism should be about something more than sighing heavily everytime your moka frotha locka choca capa frapa crapa chino is handed to you without the little complimentary sprinkling of cinnamon you're used to but it's all so depressing so you don't complain and just end up zoning out staring at the over cast sky, thinking of the days when everything and bad hair cuts, but this is only my opinion, which is worth as much money as I can convince the New York Time to pay me (nothing whatsoever).

My Feelings

I don't scroll down that often at nezua's, maybe out of some psychological equivalent to lockjaw, I dunno.

But that picture sums up my feelings on the middle class feminists of the 60's and 70's.

They existed because of the working class women, white and brown, who fought through the 50's, and they were working from the framework of the feminists of the 30's and 40's, the socialist and anti-racist women, who were the stark contrast to the upperclass socialite "proto-feminists" who put forth ideas like: Rape was caused by booze, marital abuse was caused by booze, and of course were those sort of women who thought that men were just so incompetent compared to us hard suffering white women who'd run the world so much better than those men...

Now the 60's and 70's feminists did their share of stuff, and the modern theoretical frameworks got added to from them.

But I find it interesting that even many feminists, especially the middle and upperclass ones who are undoubtably clinging to some feeling of class worth lest they feel Teh Guilt® about Teh Success They Achieved All On Their Ownsome® (like Sofia Coppolla!), seem unable to see past the rightwing lies (it's not like they're complex or anything, this is the right wing we're talking about) and note that there is this remarkable gap between the "1st wave" feminists (the sufferagettes, who have been parsed down to just the reactionary conservative upper class white women these days, thought they weren't, by and large) and the "2nd wave" feminists, who emerged fully formed from daddy zeus' brow once the female eunuch came out, and the transwomen have been spying on our toilet activities ever since (and note that I do try to give them a good show, I've no quarrel there) until fellatio was invented by Bill Clinton in the late 90's thus leading to the anguish and the grief of The Churchs of the Latter Day Radicals.

History as a continuum? History as a whole load of non-descrete, non-quantifiable water flowing out to a many times promised sea?

Lotsa waves, but no river, no sea shore, no flow, no constancy.

Life's a beach, but there ain't no waves, just a whole lotta people counting the old pebbles and missing the sunrise.

A heck lotta bothans died for your privelage girl. A heck lotta bothans.

Revolutionary Diagrams part 1

Just a basic sketch of how society is structured in a bourgious society, and a comparison to what an actual classless society would look like, which some may notice differs considerably from what you get the impression way too many middle class people are probably thinking of when they start blithering about how we're living in a "classless society".

And strictly speaking the communist society should be represented by a line, not a block, as social brownian motion would occur only in one dimension, rather than two (no up/down motion basically because there's no "up" from which one could tell "down" from, and thereby navigate by) but blocks are prettier.

Shall post again at some point with diagrams for the inter-relationships between the classes (according to marx, engels, the Lenin/Trotsky tradition (am currently a trotskyist) and the structual differences between various bougious social states (using states in the sense of "phase transitions" and states of matter, not nation states for once) just because I'm kinda tired of seeing people waft their gums at me about "class" without the slightest conception of what they're talking about, and also I can attack kosian politics, which is always fun.

The hyperthetical underneath the classless state is there because to my knowledge nothing that truly even begins to approach the marxist prole controlled Communist State (the one set forth and described in The Manifesto of the Communist Party) has existed yet - but as it took several millenia from the creation of the idea of democracy to the modern social democracies with their universal suffrage and some small amount of consensual democracy, that's hardly surprising, especially considering how vague marx was.

And of course the classless society will have its own problems, but at least one of them won't be the fact that society is designed expressly to screw the majority of people in it over for shits and giggles, and then maybe thousands of homeless won't die on the streets every year.