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It's about having on-demand gig labor slaves to bring you food from restaurants
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If it don't have treats, it ain't my revolution, baby
https://nitter.net/colleenawilson/status/1742405770728083597?t=_Z1-JUsT8MEZQCMuyiy0_g&s=19
I can see how having a delivery service would be an important accommodation, but acting like door dash specifically is needed is fucked up. Like we already have a public service all throughout the country that does an incredible job deliving stuff and doesn't use slave labor, just have the fucking post office do it.
Yes, absolutely. I kind of also suspect that most of people who engage in this sort of maximalist treat rhetoric are not housebound or anything but rather people who would like to have their personal convenience reified into something virtuous. And even if someone is relying on Doordash to literally survive, that's a terrible situation! That itself is really bad and exploitative!
It also doesn't seem like much of a revolution if there are still gig workers afterwards
Starbucks Philanthropy.
I now don't have to feel bad about using Doordash (as a non-disabled Western consumer) because in fact what I am doing is supporting a business that is essential to the well being of disabled people.
I am helping disabled people through my consumptive habits.
Eh. Lots f people are house-bound enough that while they technically can go out sometimes, doing so is extremely unpleasant and often painful. Delivery services really are very, very helpful for folks with disabilities. As in, during the worst parts of the two years I was too depressed to function there were long periods of time where the only hot food I got was delivery bc I couldn't think well enough to cook anything.
Plus, being disabled is terrifying. The services you rely on could disapear or be taken away at any time by the whim of the state or a corporation. People justifiably get very frightened and angry when the systems they use to get by are threatened, even if that threat is just shit talk on the internet.
The title of my revolutionary screed.