What's the point if there are no fruits of our labor? Even now, I'm writing a blog post. This doesn't matter. I claim it's revolutionary to make art without expecting others to see it, and electronics dilute that. They turn steal your creativity and motivation to turn into something mechanical, but you can't do anything to stop it because every aspect of your existence relies on them.
I'm listening to music from my hard drive. Is that revolutionary? I have CDs, but I spend more time collecting them, or building shelves to store them, than playing them. Is the act of survival revolutionary? It feels like it. I don't want to be the head of a movement, but it looks like I don't have any other choice when it comes to living.
I'M ALIVE!