The main rule of safety
Those Microsoft assholes forced me to change my password. I only have three password slots in my brain. I used the top-tier one, which only appeared in a couple of places, and now I have this piece of crap that appears almost everywhere.
In my opinion, almost everything related to health and safety in our culture is superficially disguised ritual rape.
Meanwhile, the "I take responsibility" option only pops up when society benefits from your failure.
Like, you can't refuse resuscitation or never wear a constricting and humiliating "seat belt."
In my understanding of sacredness, the desecration of a "gynecologist's examination" is almost no different from the medieval right of the first night, only the arrogant, satisfied gentleman has been replaced by dejected peasants.
Essentially, every security issue is a transaction. And everyone must decide for themselves what to do. While they're pushing values on us like, "Right now, your chance of dying from COVID is 0.001%—run, hide, protect yourself." In reality, the measures they've instituted are adequate for the 10-30% mortality rate I expected to see in the first year of COVID-19 madness.
If you need clarification on something being said for safety, it's almost always a scam. Even vaccines that actually work are primarily insurance for a fucking civilization where everything is interconnected (in small communities, epidemics self-contain and don't require protection).
The chances of dying from any advertised threat are near zero. At the same time, I don't really understand why people are afraid of so many things. Like, mosquitoes have probably killed more people in the last 50 years than wolves and bears have in all of history. But it's the animals, not the insects, that are mentioned as the main danger in the forest.
I've long wanted to write that the book "Worm" is fluff (a rosy world without any particular problems). It would seem that a world with monsters wiping cities off the map, gangs of maniacs, and generally heading toward an apocalypse where almost no one survives isn't particularly fluff. But in fact, it has genuinely interesting villains. It's much more savage. Like civilization is a chicken coop where everyone ends up as meat and bone meal, while Worm's world is where a fox wanders into the chicken coop, giving the defenders a chance to show courage and the victims a chance to perish as nature intended, not in the grinding millstones of a machine.
Of course, there's no happy ending in the form of humanity descending into savagery in either Worm or Ward, but even in typical fluff, the ideal world is depicted only within the framework of current social conventions.
The typical line of thought is to blame the government for misrepresenting the threats, which is escalating all this in order to control the population.
But the real problem is that the design of the universe does not allow for a fully functioning solitary life for humans, so the interdependence of man and society will in any case impose certain views on security.
