I will be part of the straight, white male gulag. But as a straight, white, male I will take the burden upon myself to be the liaison to the Femme Queer Commune. This will be a self appointed position where I speak for my fellow straightoids on my breaks from the mines.
I make chili and cornbread in industrial vats. We tell you that it's vegan, but the beanis are actually the ground up remains of beanis posters from badposting.
i can do lots of handyperson stuff excluding plumbing or carpentry (but can learn). im not a tradesperson but do good DIY work and have plenty of tools
also clean and cook. if you let me i'll see where i fall on the femme-butch scale when i wake up each day and assign me tasks based on that
Any job that would have me, preferably something about growing food, though at night I'd be happy to tell scary campfire tales about how fucked up capitalism used to be.
as much as i would like to be the cute trans librarian there also needs to be a strong agricultural workforce in order to make shit work so I guess Ill work the fields, ill bring my copy of Four Season Harvest though! it could be really cool!
My post-apocalyptic commune fantasy has been to be the gruff older guy who's secretly a softie, who fixes machines and gadgets, or build new ones out of scrap that the young whippersnappers haul back to the commune.
If possible, I'd love to work on modernizing the ancient spaghetti that holds up modern software infrastructure. Please let me be the people's rewriter in rust.
I just hope all the routers are gone so I don't have to ever touch one again. Maybe I could be a beekeeper or something where being psychotically detail oriented is harmless
I want to just be nice to everyone and brighten their day, and help them with anything they might need. Need someone to help dig a hole? Hit me up. Need someone to vent about whatever to? Gimme a call.
I want to be a court jester but a court woke scold
I could probably look after potable water supply also, but really once you get the biosand setup going its pretty hands off so after a few months I'd be able to focus on woke scolding
I'll be the commander of one of our liberated tanks, I'll have bags under my eyes, a permanent five o'clock shadow and a cup of anarchist coffee always in my hand
I can produce our podcast (we're going to have a podcast, right?) and help maintain our fleet of bicycles. Possibly trains and/or tanks too, as needed.