🚧 Certain fields arise only within Scare City Limits, such as…
🏴☠️ The Field of Colonialism
a.k.a. Growth Mindset 💳
👿 HODL HADRER 💸
There’s only so much Earth, so HODL what you can. But also, the universe is uncaring, infinite, and random, so, fuck it, use up whatever you like. Burn anything. If you don’t, those savages will. Speak English, muthafucka.
Take charge of your lot in life. Everything can be positive. Those who don’t exercise control are bound to serve those who do. So bellows the Colonizer 🔋
The Field of Totalitarianism
“Safety First” 😷🚷😷
I can’t help myself! Such a pitiful cretin, a victim of my desires. The only way to freedom is total control. Lock it down. 1200 calories a day, low fat, low carb, low sodium. 1🍷 per night… Okay, 🍷🍷. 4 weeks vacation per year. Sex twice a week, condoms and spermicide, no butt stuff. Student loans take half, then 10% to L. Ron. February is tax month, unless I’m a failure. 🦌 god, I’d better get that promotion. The kids need moar insurance. We want our kids to go to hospitals, dont we!? 😉
The only antidote to the tyranny of our carnal desires is utter denial. With enough data, enough surveillance, enough analysis, we can perfect life and be free from the entropy of the chaos from whence we came. So goes the Totalitarian anthem ⏰ that echoes over…
🎈 The Field of Fatalism
a.k.a. Meatbaggery 🦾
🔫 YOLO LMFAO 💯
Matter is real and nothing else. God is deader than a doornail. You’re just imagining being conscious. Will power is just a bit a sleight of hand, a parlor trick played without intention by eons of random mutations naturally selected for survival and reproduction. Your brain has evolved to make you feel like you are someone, so you can mate gooder, puppet.
Me, worry? Save what soul? Fuck sleep, gotta fuck someone hotter than me, fuck eating right, fuck it, murder it. OMG, I’m killin’ it this quarter. Good looking corpse, here we come.
Carpe diem, I always say. There is no time to wait. Life is too short to get all mushy. Gotta rack up the XP so everybody knows I’m the Boss with the Sauce. That void inside sucks the joy out of anything, but the fullest meatbag wins, so gimme 💍
You’re probably noticing significant overlap in these fields. Scare City is non-sensical realm made mostly of pig rectum calamari and NFTs of dick pics covered in styrofoam gravy. Which brings us to…
📢 The Field of Fascism
Not In My Backyard 🤺
It’s only a two-month lockdown, we’ll be okay. The omicron variant is coming in hot for the holidays, and we can’t risk running into any of those unclean, un🐮inated. They should just exterminate those vermin. My kid just got the shot, and yeah, she’s sick now, but hey, gotta do our part for the greater good. Obey Science. The Overlords have our back (against the wall).
🥕 Screw carrots, we’ve got sticks 🥢
And we don’t take kindly to their kind around here here in our peaceful beach community.
“Mind the fence or I’ll call the cops…”
says the friendly neighborhood fascist.
For a more studied perspective on fascism, try Timothy Snyder’s On Tyranny
Post-truth is pre-fascism. And current fascism flows out of the cloaca at the bottom of…
The Field of Technocapitalism
🌳🧮🌳 Turning Nature into Numbers
I’m really into NFTs now. It’s gonna revolutionize creativity. Now, people can support my sick art and make beaucoup skrilla by owning it on the blockchain. Then when anybody IGTV’s that shit, you get a cut, they get a cut, the miners get gas money, and everybody wins. PURE PROFIT. Yeah, the server farms up in Siberia don’t even need A/C. They just knock down some more trees, make some more toilet paper, and we all get to wipe our asses with Siberian silk and eat caviar (in VR of course, c’mon brah, we live in Toledo).
Take the red pill and this rabbit hole leads you into a radioactive sewer. Beyond that it’s just Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles all the way down. Take the blue pill
and you wake up in the middle of the simulation suddenly aware that you are playing a role in the story, but are not that role.
The Field of Hustlerism
🎩🪄🎩 The Art of the Deal
No such thing as a free lunch, Bub. You get what you pay for, pay for what you get. …And money is made of debt, so everyone and your brother’s uncle is on the take. Better nail it down or write it off. Also life insurance is the only sure bet, cos you’re gonna die before you want to. And it’s gonna suuuuuuck hard.