So it’s, like, 2:00 AM right now, but fuck it, I just had a revelation about this whole “Rare Pepe” thing and I’m going to share it with the world.
So there’s this whole thing about “Rare Pepe”s, in which an uncommon variant of the character Pepe from the comic “Boy’s Club” by Matt Furie is posted, and sometimes the poster mentions the value of the image, since the Pepe is so rare. And, of course, the whole thing is one big joke - as if anyone would actually pay money for a strange image of an internet frog - but if you assume that these people are really trying to sell theses Pepes with their value based on their rarity, the implications are just like… they’re just fucking bananas.
Like, let’s say I have this very rare Pepe, it’s one-of-a-kind, and I post it online for the Pepe Market. And, hypothetically speaking, I price this Pepe at $1,000.00 because it’s so rare. Well, I can guarantee that before some kind person comes up to try to earnestly buy it, someone else it can save it and repost it, trying to pawn it off as their own Rare Pepe. Now the value is only $500.00, because two versions of it exist. Then, of course, people just keep saving it and posting it, saving it and posting, and saving it and posting, until finally the Pepe is no longer rare. It’s been posted so many times that it’s now a Common Pepe, no longer worth buying.
Therefore, it stands to reason that the only way to make money in the Pepe Market is to not post on the Pepe Market at all. The only way you could ever profit is if you sold the Pepes covertly, in dark alleyways, using hard copies of the Pepes, getting paid up front. Only a fool would try to sell a Pepe on the Pepe Market. An expert would sell his Pepes behind closed doors.
And, like, call me a crazy right-winger nut-job or something (I’m not, by the way, I swear I’m a Democrat tried and true), but I think that that’s actually a really good representation of why a Communist society would fail. Like, imagine that I run a farm, and I have this amazing year, and I have, like, thirty bushels of every vegetable you can imagine.
Now, I can take that shit to the market, and it’ll sell like hotcakes. But, here’s the thing; I won’t really be getting paid a lot for all that stuff I sold. Remember, all of us are equal; all of us “own” the vegetables; all of us deserve an equal amount of the profit. So If I have $1,000.00 worth of vegetables, and it sells to a population of 2,000, I’m only making $0.50 off that whole ordeal. And, everyone else is being paid $0.50 for buying my products.
So, of course, what do I do? I take very little to the market, just enough so no one gets suspicious. Then, if I know of someone who’s interested, I invite them into my place, take them in the basement, sell it to him, and keep the money for myself.
Only a fool would try to sell his vegetables in the market. An expert would sell his vegetables behind closed doors.
However, in this scenario, I don’t really get to walk away Scot-free with a fat wad of cash, because someone invariably finds out, and they report me to the government. I am promptly thrown into the prison/camp/gulag for being bourgeoisie swine, and I die.
This is the issue with communist societies. Your hard work, be it farming or Pepe-peddling, is distributed amongst the masses, and the more people that get it, the less your product is worth. And while, true, technically everyone benefits, the benefit is so small that barely anyone notices, and you get screwed over like a glass of orange juice that’s just been introduced to a bottle of vodka. The only way for you to succeed is to get your product out there in unorthodox/illegal ways, and even if you do profit by doing that, you still get reprimanded in the end.
I don’t know. I’m probably just talking out my ass right now, but, like, I’m really feeling this connection.
TL;DR, a beloved internet amphibian proved that communism can never work.