I grow my own vegetables, I make my own shoes, I buy dairy and meat from my neighbouring farmers, I heat my home with wood from my community forest, and I type this on a Think Pad that's ten years old and runs on linux.

Your whole existence is based on globalized capitalism, from your mind to your petrochemical high-tech tits.

You are so far removed from anything sustainable that the effort to keep you going accounts for a whole tribe of hunter-gatherers in the Namib desert.

This is real. This is reality vs your dopamine-depleted american maggot brain.

This is someone who can tell an oak from a hemlock vs you, who can barely tell his ego from a commercial.