Alright, now roll with me on this. All crimes have an origin point. It's the businesses itself. Or a rich enough person who keeps their wallet heavy. So what do we do about that?
We observe when they're vulnerable and… ugh, we always just expose security weaknesses now in this scenario. I might as well card game how they're vulnerable if technology isn't perfected as per usual now in this society.
Someone actually electrified the shelves at a grocery store. And did a magnet. It was annoying. All of life is perfected now in crime land. It's so annoying. All I can do is be a Security Expert for fun. Nothing works besides predicting the criminal who's gonna do the crime.
Which coincidentally, I can still do that. We just need to wig out enough to sus out the criminal and their scheme. And prepare from there. Which is bullshit, I can't prepare at all forever. First, people have to believe me. Then agree to stick to it forever.
A hacker is a hacker for life. Especially when they're greedy. It's too easy. And it's bullshit. It's too easy if you're in the right system. Which is just the same wi-fi tower as the wallet. Debit card or the bank.
They just need to dig deep in weird ways to reach the bank account. To the point it's sad and annoying.
There is a scenario in my head I worry about since I let the ram cards play videogames with their spare time. Their games can be hacked. And they can be roleplay hacked. Humans can yell commands at them in gaslighter ways to make them work. It's stupid, they might believe them. Or be gaslit into thinking it's a videogame.
Especially when some games are things we call bitminers. Which just mine things for bits. What are bits? They're actually supposed to just be compressing codes over and over again for money. I theorize it's how we even make more storage on memory cards. Bitmining is compressing data down again and again and again using it.
If that theory is correct. Otherwise, let's be honest. It all leads to games being secretly hacks. For anything and everything. To the point it's sad and annoying. Plus honestly who cares? Literally who cares? They can find out everything eventually anyway. It's a joke to hide information.
Roll with me on this. First of all, the government's card is the Patriot Act. They think you're a terrorist, you're fucked. Your house is bugged up for the rest of your life. Especially since the Patriot Act lets them be pre-emptive if you have too controversial an opinion. Or if I dunno, you're a Martial Artist!?
So I already assume I'm fucked, rock on.
Guess what, two more cards!
First, the family card. They're already in your life since childhood. You're fucked day 1, they know every flaw of your soul. Deal with it, they're the blackmailers. If they decide to only be that.
Second, the church card. Sometimes the Church comes by to do something stupid and insane. Why? I am Genderfluid. Plot twist, now the church can do Reassignment Therapy. Which is just arguments and beatings until you agree to be a normal male man that likes women.
Or that card is your family too. It can just be triggered by the family, it becomes the Church eventually. Or the family. It can be both if you're unlucky.
So what do you do with all these cards? And that crime is solved? Honestly, I should just try to vibe out and do anything else but this. But ugh, it's just the Moralist in me. I'm not happy with reality. I must Card Game a bit. Just to say if I was in charge, you'd all be screwed. The Church, Government, and Family do favors too hard. Too much favoritism for the family and the church.
I'd force everyone through Psyche Evals once a year. Cause why not? The Church isn't even stable half the time, let alone your families can have criminals too.
The Church is Republicans stuck in the past. Hard as hell. They're fine if they're being decent moralists, but they're stuck in the mud of gender. Sex. The vices of life. Why?
The Ultimate Christains want to avoid all stimulation and stay in the mindset of Holiness. Every tv show, book, or movie you've ever watched is temptations of sin. It's all a game of sin.
Some of them even know if you can see a certain color, you've done drugs you shouldn't have. Your eyes can only see pink if you've done meth to the Methodist Christains. Or some shit, I barely remember their color theory.
I just know I don't care cause I want all the colors. First of all, they're pretty. I want pink. Two, it's a security risk, dumbasses. Think about it. A normal color looking different in a different light can be used against you. You can hide a virtue color white knife on a white table. But to the sinner, it's black and in plain sight. So he can stab you at will. And you are none the wiser there's a knife on the table.
It's all an absurd joke of life. You can't avoid everything forever. Your lives are depressing to me if you avoid all stimulation besides work to avoid sin. You're basically a work potato with legs. Or a bean stalk. You just walk around working.
It's a joke of life. Literally. You're just sad custodians of the Ultimate Moralist route. Which is honestly a sin to me. Cause to be the ultimate Virtue, the Saints of Society, you avoid all stimulations. Videogames, liquor, weed, porn, even fucking music man. I can't vibe with people who don't do that shit.
It just makes me think you're all lying. Cause why not? The ultimate Saints would have too many privileges. Especially in the land of blackmail. Only he without sin can cast stones at glass houses. Bullshit. That just means the Preacher can throw a fast ball at you if you say a naughty word through your window and he's allowed to.
And it just goes deeper and deeper from there when it comes to the Christianity crime hole. Cause it's always pedophilia with Priests in broom closets. At least, that's their main crime theme. They barely do anything else. Let's be real, what are Church crimes mainly?
It's hoarding resources. And just getting away with shit cause of favortism. Besides the most obvious one, pedophilia, that's all of them in my head.
They also sometimes have something that might be illegal, but isn't in Christian Soldier land. Militias. Militias of loyal Christian men. No women, they're sexists. Let's be real, they'll never have women in a Christian Militia like the Proud Boys.
So what should I do? Let's go with gut checking a local Priest. I smile at that. Why not argue morality with a Priest?
I go to the nearest Church from my own home. In plain clothes. I regret it to an extent, then remember. It's Tuesday. There's no Church today. I enter the Church.
And find something bewildering. People from my work and other places preaching about how videogames are bad while watching children play them.
"Why are you fighting this guy? He didn't do anything to you." Toad says sternly.
He sits on a chair behind a tanned kid with black hair. Toad is wearing something peculiar. A priest's coat, with the white collar. Everyone is from my workplace actually.
A Preacher I don't know approaches me.
"Can I help you?" Preacher asks sternly.
I look around, and sigh sadly.
"What's happening with this scene? Why are you guys berating kids while playing videogames? This is weird." I say tensely.
"You're not with the church, you wouldn't understand. We're Psychiatrists." Preacher says seriously.
Our vibes intensify at each other immediately. My paranoia reaches sky high limits. But then, civilized me decides to just force my way in a bit. I take a step forward, and the Preacher gut punches me. With a needle.
As per usual, it's a fight for three seconds. I punch him in the throat and faint. I wake up back home, with Cops, Co-Workers, and the Preachers all arguing. They all go quiet and go outside when they notice me.
It's just a Cop, my Mom, and the Preacher.
"So here's what happened. I entered their church to argue with a Preacher about morality." I say calmly.
"God, why do you have to be a heathen Jacob? You're worse than your father." Mother says miserably.
"What happened next?" Cop asks nervously.
The Preacher slides a thumb across his throat as though he wants to cancel this. The Cop listens too hard, and everyone leaves too hard. Nothing happens for the whole weekend besides being guilt tripped by my mother cause she's a bitch church girl who is with the church too hard.
It's when I go back to work, when I learn what was really happening. To the point it's a dumb scheme of the church I knew could happen, it was just sad and r@#$%^&.
"So we just play videogames to guilt trip sinners." Toad says sternly.
I glare at him, annoyed with that it's propaganda to no end.
"You're hate playing videogames to ruin videogames using religion?" I say bitterly.
"Something like that." Larry says gruffly.
I flip them off and walk off.
"That's it? You can't stop us, don't even try. We'll send you to jail." Larry says angrily.
A skinny guy with a cowboy hat punches me in the back of the neck while I was close to the door back inside the workplace.
I just front kick him back through the door, pushing him back inside. Slam the door shut. And hold the door against him.
Then I glare at them both. The Preachers. Apparently.
"I don't like your church servents attacking me cause they're mad we're arguing. I'm complaining to HR about it." I say seriously.
"He's just a Son of God. Just relax. Please." Toad says nervously.
"I will if one of you talk to this guy and make him calm down. Otherwise, he doesn't get to come outside unless I run off to HR. Cause I don't want to get in a fight on company property." I say seriously.
Larry sighs, gets up, and walks to the door to start arguing with him.
"I'm Father Sternage, you know who I am. Quit trying to fight Jacob or I'm telling your mom!" Larry says sternly.
He doesn't even speak up. His eyes are watering like he's gonna cry. He doesn't even take his smoke break. And I'm told to take another 10 minutes by both Preachers so I'll chill out properly.
Pretty sweet conclusion to this scenario. But it doesn't end my arguments with religion at all. Especially because I'm a Moralist that just doesn't vibe with God anymore. At least their God.
We each have our own idea of God and their morality.