There's a dude that shops at the store I work at who has a hammer and sickle and star like the soviet flag tattooed behind his ear. When I asked him about it he told me that his father was actually a member of the communist party in soviet Russia. He looked like your average oldhead california skater dude with a shaved head and a bunch of other tattoos but turns out he's a comrade.
So I used to work in a store that was across the street from this parking lot where they had a weekly farmers market. This weirdo Trot group was always there trying to aggressively sell people newspapers, median age was like 55 if I had to guess.
Anyway I was a bit more public about my beliefs back then and I guess word got to one of them that I was the shop commie and he ends up inviting me to these "revolutionary" dinner parties he has. I went as a bit.
Dude was a fucking hoarder, there was like two other people there, again both in their 50s at least, and all he served was oven baked pizza. Also he showed off his art which was all like "I am 14 and this is deep" trash collage with really blunt political messaging. Like one was a pairing of Donald Trump with his head framed in an actual toilet seat bolted to the canvas. Used toilet seat mind you.
Anyway I didn't end up joining his trot group but I did bump into him one more time during a BLM protest where he was trying to aggressively sell news papers and he got into an argument with some PSL guy.
I kinda went a bit grill pill after this period in my life.
one was a pairing of Donald Trump with his head framed in an actual toilet seat bolted to the canvas
holy shit he invented skibidi toilet
Dude was a fucking hoarder, there was like two other people there, again both in their 50s at least, and all he served was oven baked pizza. Also he showed off his art which was all like "I am 14 and this is deep" trash collage with really blunt political messaging. Like one was a pairing of Donald Trump with his head framed in an actual toilet seat bolted to the canvas. Used toilet seat mind you.
I'd watch that movie.
After the revolution there should be a historical sitcom about western leftists being cringe and having awkward encounters like this.
How I Met My Comrades
I have a semi-joke that Costco is the closest thing the American middle class gets to communism.
Get rid of the parking lot and build apartments over medical facilities, schools, restaurants, entertainment, post office, etc and you've got a fully functional town.
theyre going to do that in LA in order to get the city to not stop them from building it, theres like 400 single bedroom apartments above the costco
I know; I was one of the tire mechanic looking dudes.
Can you get me a deal on a tire rotation?
Boomers can be comrades too, don't let the ruling class divide and conquer strategy blind you to this.
Imagining the collective Hexbear horror when OP reveals that the guy he saw was in his 30's.
I'm in my 30s
The old is coming from inside the house
if it was black I was going to guess it was this deprogram shirt
Cool design but a 40 dollar t shirt is bourgeoisie decadence
If its made to order in a union shop, shirt too, then 40 bucks is probably what it costs with some proceeds going to podcast and probably artist .
Most things are cheap now BC of massive exploitation. As multi polarity increases expect most things to become more inline with this shirt.
That might be true if the shirts were made to order in union shops with vaguely fair profit sharing. There's nothing I can see to indicate that's the case here, though, just bourgeois decadence.
EDIT: I responded to the wrong comment here
Nah the shirt was red with a gold hammer and sickle on the back
yea sorry, I edited after I realized you said red
It's fine lol
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