Dirty, smelly, dimwitted hippies are pretty annoying. Especially the kind so enamoured with drugs. They swear to some kind of spirituality that the things they dose on are so important, and that everyone should be doing as they do.

I don't really like freight train hobos, burning man nomads, dead heads and phish fans. Ravers, molly popping teeny boppers, all of them kind of fucking suck.

Their low-level venal scoff law mentality gets tiresome, but at least they're usually not violent, and they often lack the mental capacity for higher order criminality. They often aren't total sociopaths, even if they operate with some undeserved egotism.

Criticism aside, I take issue with the concept of "contributing to society" as a maxim for defining whether or not a participant's world view holds merit. I get that lawless city limits become a whirlpool for losers looking to lean on public infrastructure, and stress it until full collapse. But law abiding tax paying citizens are not admirable, especially when there's no accounting for the realities they enable, as they hold down day jobs.

This is not some warped "social justice" world view that I hold. I'm pretty disinterested in counter-productive virtue signaling for the sake of seizing moral highground to score points in a game of internet arguing.

If you have a city full of head down, nose the the grindstone, hard working people who have jobs, pay taxes and retain possessions, so what? There's no rational basis for respecting that. More often than not, it's the path of least resistance, and absolute minimum reward. Don't be surprised when you get nothing for it.

Society has no incentive to pay that back because it's merely life on a hamster wheel, taking up space. People treading water, paycheck to paycheck are taking up space as they wait to die. I do have sympathy for the fact that most lack any capacity to move freely and change anything, but the truth is regular people do nothing for anyone but themselves, and they receive nothing in return.

I've lived in maybe 10 different neighborhoods, of varying mixes of people, and the story is the same everywhere. No one is friendly. No one likes you. Everyone is boring and inauthentic. Conversations are intended to one-up and display status. Good natured courtesy is sacharine and tinged with paranoia of strangers, not legitimate humanism.

The nomads, the freaks, the bums, the schizo derelicts... They all check out of the real world for a reason. They suffer burn out, not just of the occupational kind, where their college degree failed to unlock a career that doesn't feel like work. But the kind where, employed or not, there's just no light at the end of the tunnel.

Ejected from high school into a college major or some sort of vocational training, even armed with a paycheck and a place to go every day, the people they become surrounded by are no longer worth the effort required to socialize. Everyone's dead inside, and the artifice of a modern lifestyle simply isn't paying off, for all the restraint invested in acquiring clothes, room and board and transportation.

The reason there are so many untethered and aimless weirdos, is because there's nowhere worth being and nothing to bother taking aim at.