Saturday, August 1, 2009

The 100 Mile Diet, more on the logical conclusion

On a deep visceral level I am terrified of "The 100 Mile Diet"......

This last week we experienced a record breaking heat wave in Victoria BC. The shade temperature hit over 100 Fahrenheit, and if you were indoors in a space with a south facing window such as my office, the temperature was closer to 120 Fahrenheit.

Most people around me were on the verge of collapse from heat exhaustion while I on the other hand thrived. It made me think of what the actual result of Al Gore's and David Suzuki's fantasy of this carbon neutral, non industrial world would be. Their flight of fancy would be clean air babbling brooks, hopping bunny rabbits and rainbows. The reality would be a cross between the movie "The Killing Fields" and the song by the Dead Kennedy's "Holiday in Cambodia". Cities depopulated into sustainable agricultural communes. People performing physical backbreaking labour to bring in a carbon neutral organic harvest.

To help better illustrate the dichotomy between what a bourgeoisie version of an ideal "The 100 Mile Diet", versus mother natures reality is, here are the lyrics to the Dead Kennedys song and a picture of the cover from the single.






So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know you've seen it all
In daddy's car
Thinkin' you'll go far
Back east your type don't crawl

Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin' that you know
How the niggers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul

It's time to taste what you most fear
Right Guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear:

It's a holiday in Cambodia
It's tough, kid, but it's life
It's a holiday in Cambodia
Don't forget to pack a wife

You're a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss ass while you bitch
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you

Well you'll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake

Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son:.

Is a holiday in Cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll kiss ass or crack

Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, [etc]

And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul

So what terrifies me about "The 100 mile diet"? The fact that it would become a massive Darwinist event for humanity. The strong would survive, the whining pussies would get dealt with by the collectivized local population. Carbon neutral organic agriculture is backbreaking physical labour in the hot sun where you push your human endurance to the limit. Depending on the fertility of the landmass that your collective winds up on, at best it would be like a dysfunctional Ashram that borders on a slave labour camp. At worst, "The Lord of the Flies" meets "The Killing Fields". Ultimately everything would be decided by the fact that there is NOT ENOUGH FOOD FOR EVERYONE.........

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

you sound very angry

Mario Erlic (Shreddy) said...

Yes. Not having the comfort of cigarettes makes me this way.

Thank you for reading.