The word for this life is UBUNTU, it's a political party too, and it's growing. Tons of tribal peoples used to live like that until Europe came along. . .where if they didn't kill them, they shoved the monetary system down their throats and corrupted them beyond repair.

Thank you, rome; you worthless piece of garbage for spreading your diseased self all over the world. Too bad Carthage didn't wipe you off the face of the Earth, since Alaric's so called sacking of rome was basically a slap on the wrist.

Oh, how nice the world would be if Carthage had won the Punic Wars. I'm sure the world would be lot nicer, less crowded, and QUIETR, if we could still feed small children to Hamon Baal and Tanit, but hey! Things do happen for a reason and I won't be in the cesspool of a realm for much longer, so hey. Just passing through, ain't comin' back even for a nose hair coat, so I'll deal with it.

And the good news is the economy is going to crash world wide, so we'll get back to barter and the UBUNTU way, or we won't survive, or should I say YOU will get back to barter and the UBUNTU way or YOU won't survive, 'cause I WON'T BE PART OF THIS TEMPORAL CRAP WHEN IT HAPPENS. I'M SICK OF BEING A COMPROMISED GIMP-'TARD FOR THE SIMPLE FACT THAT I AM HERE IN THIS REALM OF ILLUSIONS, LIES, COMPROMISES, AND BLADDERS.

But I do like uvulas. I think they're cute.