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You didn't say I was wrong. Just like a jew.

No, but if you're proposing that we test the concept...I'll get arrested with you.

Look. I'm not just hurling insults here. There is something prima facie incoherent about what you're describing. For example, describing an orgy without any clear beginning or end hardly seems like it constitutes a project. A project has clear boundaries and goals. What you're describing seems antithetical to a project. It's more like an anti-project. But IF we need to have clear boundaries and goals, then an anti-project sounds antithetical to our vision. It seems like you can't topple an entrenched international regime, or at least meaningfully counteract its systemic effects, by fucking in the shade all day. Fucking in the shade all day is something they'd be fine with you doing while they fuck all of your institutions.

And, yeah, people have a primitive, inherent attraction to sex. But I think you overestimate it. People want to get off, but on a sufficiently large time scale, people want to eat and drink more than they want to fuck. There are going to be a lot of people who blow their load and then start looking for food. So, there is this whole issue of work and productivity. It's the "constrained view". The economic view. There is never enough to satisfy every need/want.

All utopian pipe dreams fail to account for this at some level. Yours seems even worse. It seems like you're saying that if everybody just fucks non-stop, the rest will fall into place. But let's point out something fairly uncontroversial: the specialization of labor required by advanced societies can't even get off the ground without male confidence in certain things, e.g., paternal certainty, which encourages him to protect his mate (in the sociological sense).

A group of people fucking like bonobos won't get shit done, man. The first guy to do some meaningful work isn't going to give his fruits away to the whore he doesn't trust, who might invite the next stronger guy through the door at night to steal the basket and slit his throat.