chapotraphouse

One of the reasons so many stories from college sound like a summer camp is college dorms, or at least older ones, are still built for human habitations. Dozens of people share one laundry room. Living spaces are tiny but there are tons of common areas. Instead of each atomized individual cooking an atomized individual meal there's a big efficient kitchen where a dozen people feed hundreds of people. You don't have to fuck around with your artificial gasoline powered cow for hours every sunday so you don't get ransomed by your HOA because the school has a small number of really big, efficient gasoline powered cows and they have a very small number of people take care of all the lawns and gardens and shit.

So students who live in dorms and don't need to hold down a full time job or raise kids or whatever have SO MUCH FUCKING TIME that would otherwise be taken up doing all the stupid single family detached atomized nightmare house shit. And there are people everywhere to do stuff with! And places to do stuff! Shitty bars, college green spaces and libraries, little shitty restaurants, little shitty theaters and whatever the fuck. You're not communiting two hours a day, you can walk to all the places you need to be. YOu're not living in a tiny consumer storage unit, you're living in a shitty box with shitty furniture from the seventies next to dozens of other people. You know the people having bed breaking sex in the hex dorm room over because you see them in the halls and cafeteria and showers and everywhere teh fuck else every goddamn day.

"middle class" kids go from suburbia hell where they spend most of their time at rigidly controlled schools and the rest of their time lost in the center of suburbia hell (Any point in suburbia hell is the center of suburbia hell), to a pro-human environment designed for humans to live in, and then 1-3 years later depending on how long they spend in the dorms they go back to suburbia hell and spend the rest of their miserable fucking lives driving from office/factory/retail hell to suburbia hell.

And people who do live in multi-dwelling dwellings don't have pro-human dwellings designed for humans. They live in smaller, shittier, even worse suburbia hell. Small shitty apartments have to have small shitty kitchens and bathrooms and living rooms shoved in to them. Instead of having small living spaces and lots of shared communal spaces apartments reproduce all the problems with single family detached houses BUT SMALLER AND WORSE

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People asked me after two years in my detached home how my neighbors are.

How the fuck should I know? Bro with the snowblower is a real one. Besides him and the trouble that moved in down the street (cop) I have no idea who these people are beyond the fact that one of them has 3 identical 3/4 ton pickups for god knows what reason.

Our lives are so atomized that I have closer relationships with the tellers at the grocery store

If suburban homefulness is capitalist indoctrination then if you think about it, no one being able to afford one is liberation

(i hate this country)

Khrushchev: In Russia, all you have to do to get a house is to be born in the Soviet Union. You are entitled to housing...In America, if you don’t have a dollar you have a right to choose between sleeping in a house or on the pavement. Yet you say we are the slave to Communism.

In a way it is pretty sad how people were bought off, for so little and in the end a way of life that made them miserable

I don’t even know if it’s the single-family house in and of itself, but more the way they’re laid out in the larger urban planning scheme. There’s been single-family houses in political economies before capitalism, but the layout of them in the community was optimized for, well, strong communities. The suburbs are laid out so that each cookie cutter house is its own little fiefdom, an estate cut off from everyone else and removed from the sort of businesses and institutions that could foster greater community cohesion.

In my eyes, indisposed

In disguises no one knows

Hides the face, lies the snake

In the sun in my disgrace

Boiling heat, summer stench

'Neath the black, the sky looks dead

Call my name through the cream

And I'll hear you scream again

[Chorus]

Black hole sun, won't you come

And wash away the rain?

Black hole sun, won't you come?

Won't you come? Won't you come?

[Verse 2]

Stuttering, cold and damp

Steal the warm wind, tired friend

Times are gone for honest men

And sometimes far too long for snakes

In my shoes, a walking sleep

And my youth I pray to keep

Heaven send Hell away

No one sings like you anymore

Black hole sun, won't you come

And wash away the rain?

Black hole sun, won't you come? Won't you come?

Black hole sun, won't you come

And wash away the rain?

Black hole sun, won't you come?

Won't you come?

[Post-Chorus]

(Black hole sun, black hole sun) Won't you come?

(Black hole sun, black hole sun)

Won't you come?

(Black hole sun, black hole sun)

Won't you come?

(Black hole sun, black hole sun)

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]

Hang my head, drown my fear

'Til you all just disappear

[Chorus]

Black hole sun, (Black hole sun) won't you come (Won't you come?)

And wash away the rain?

Black hole sun, (Black hole sun) won't you come? (Won't you come?)

Won't you come? (Won't you come?)

Black hole sun, (Black hole sun) won't you come (Won't you come?)

And wash away the rain? Black hole sun, (Black hole sun) won't you come? (Won't you come?)

Won't you come? (Won't you come?)

[Post-Chorus]

(Black hole sun, black hole sun)

Won't you come?

Nothing is stopping you from being a mountain man and living out in the forest, or living in an apartment, or living in a homeless shelter. The world is yours, OP. Don't let your memes be dreams.