My favorite claim from Lucas's whole "gift economy" fantasy is that there will be hookers everywhere. Hey Lucas, if there's no money and no need for it, why would women be selling their bodies?
To say the tard has never fleshed out his own ideas is a huge understatement. He is bias personified. I'd say it must be a miserable existence for the whole of reality to massively contradict every single thing that goes on in his broken brain, but I legitimately think his broken brain is incapable of achieving that level of awareness. All that really happens is he warps reality's obvious contradictions into some bizarre form of confirmation bias that justified retarded worldview.
Lucas is perpetually stuck in the most vicious, dysfunctional, and pants-on-head retarded cycle, that's only a cycle in that the schizofrenic moron won't hop off despite it never functioning. Not once, and the reason he won't is that same bias telling him that it's everyone else that's wrong. Not him. Not Myrna's special lil' baby boy.
You don't end up like Lucas if you're a schizofrenic and a retard, alone. You end up like Lucas when you, as a system, are inherently defective. The fact that he's also schizofrenic and a retard just make the problem worse because it helps him create some sort of false pathway to convince himself he, the system, is not a broken, dysfunctioning ness.
There are so many variables that result into creating someone like Lucas, but I honestly don't believe the Lucas equation works to such a degree without a Myrna. That boomer woman did not develop her mongoloid offspring whatsoever. In fact, it was the opposite. Myrna enabled dysfunction as his foundation by coddling him while never actually paying attention to him. He learned all this retarded shit was okay because Myrna kept throwing ice cream bars at Lucas for every problem, while plopping him down in front of the TV so she could gossip and gab all day.
On that note, I am
really curious how Lucas's pathological obsession with food presented itself when he was younger, before his family figured out "oh, there's something very seriously wrong with him." Like, he
might not have been quite as bad before he super duper fucked his brain up with psychedelics, but I still have to imagine he said some bizarre shit. Where people would squint their eyes while looking at him and think "WTF?" I'm especially curious if his family retrospectively recalls anything Lucas has said, and go "It all makes sense now."

I love how he gets so little engagement. Even lefties, ranging from casual to ardent, ignore his babble. It's definitely the smarter play since Lucas destroys any credibility and is inherently a force divider for anything he supports.

Says man who has earned neither, yet still has all of life's necessities (and then some) provided to him free of charge.