Thread: This is F**ked

Originally Posted by Tahr

You have to keep it in perspective. Most people have bigger things to worry about. Half a dozen people dead and missing. 1000's displaced from their homes. 1000's of businesses ruined. And here we are hand wringing over the price of a 100 primers.

(you forgot a bit Tahr...)
hand wringing over the price of a 100 primers... that no one is being forced to buy.

I sort of agree Burb, it's shit, but humans have been fucking over fellow humans for centuries, and sadly that's not likely to change any time soon.

Let's not get started on the inequities of the construction industry... or the food supply chain... or the military industrial complex (see Why We Fight - 2005 doco)... or The Lightbulb Conspiracy (YouTube)... Reckon we'd hit 100 pages on the thread quick smart.

Learned a few things from this thread:
1. Some people think selling things for more than you bought them for is grossly unfair/borderline criminal.
2. Some people think it's totally fine.
3. Some people could not give a flying farnarkle.
4. Sometimes can people can be saying similar things in a different way, and still disagree with each other.
5. My 5th form economics teacher, Mr Barry, was right after all, when saying that the market will pay what they think something is worth, given some various relevant factors, and blah, blah, blah (or something like that... I failed economics)
6. Fark, I forgot what lesson 6 was, can't have been important.

I have been mostly chuckling away to this thread, pondering whether the person who bought the 100 primers is aware of this raging debate. Maybe they are also insulted at having to pay that price, but really needed/wanted them and just though fuck it? Or maybe they are someone who has just got into it, don't mind paying that price per primer, and are utterly oblivious to the 'good ol' days' of primer prices that have been impacted by far-off wars, global pandemics and the like? Or maybe they walk among us, but feel like they can't own up to their crime for fear of retribution or banishment, chased down by hoardes of folk carrying pitchforks and keyboards? (it wasn't me, okay?) Who knows. Or cares?

Wow, that was a lot of thinking and typing. Reckon I might go have a beer.