Day 128, 76-52
Hold on, hold on. Before you take up your pitchforks and cancel me, let me explain. This is not a political statement. I am about as libertarian as they come. This morning at the breakfast table, Little Miss Sunshine was asking Mrs. Dr. Sunshine (MDS) what she liked about kimchi. We get some good locally made un-pasteurized kimchi and sauerkraut and were enjoying some as a topper to our cheesy omelettes. MDS gestured to her abdomen and replied "because it keeps theses guys happy", meaning her gut bacteria (no, there are no new little Sunbeams on the horizon). I immediately chimed in that our bodies are the perfect embodiment of communism, and perhaps the only place where communism actually works, acknowledging that each of us is basically a collection of cells that has decided to work together and share equally. I was just trying to be funny, but in the moment it sort of rang true.
But now sitting down to write this, I realize that communism doesn't even work in our bodies. In life, a policy where everybody receives according to their need without regard for their contribution inevitably fails because too many people figure out they don't need to do anything and then everybody loses. In our bodies, if one group of cells decides to not contribute, we end up with a cascade of disease. They don't stop demanding and receiving resources, but by not doing their job they're taking away resources another group of cells could use, and they're either not producing a resource other cells need or clearing waste that other cells need removed. Well, so much for that theory. And now I've almost certainly pissed off somebody. Maybe I can pin it on the AI text generator.