I think the idea is that their life on this island is more enjoyable than their previous life. So they decide they want to stay there after all.
Which honestly is understandable on an emotional level sometimes but realistically they would be dead after a few weeks from unclean water, wildlife, infection, illness, etc
Even beyond that, I think this sentiment is easy to get into from the comfort of climate controlled, weatherproof structures, with abundant food that doesn't require months of forethought and planning to farm or energy expenditure to hunt or gather. I'd love to chuck up materialism and peer pressure, but I'm firmly attached to the various infrastructures that make my life so comfortable.
Well that's nature's toilet, not nature's FLUSH toilet. Its also far from modern civilization. It works okay for one or two people in an area they don't live in. It doesn't work so well for massive populations on top of one another. I'd even argue that without flush toilets we wouldn't have modern civilization.
I don't think that the beacon works that way. The way I interpreted the comic the beacon has been active for the two years and still no help arrived.
Destroying it doesn't really change anything, most likely it wasn't working anyhow because otherwise you aren't stranded for two years. It might just make it easier to accept rescue isn't coming. And doing it voluntary because you prefer the lifestyle could be good moral boost.
But yes, if you are voluntary on an island you want means to contact help. What Masafumi Nagasaki did sounds pretty sweet sometimes. Living naked and alone on an island just getting groceries every few weeks for 30 years.
I mean if they've been there for two years I'm sure that means they've learned how to purify water at least to a drinkable state, but also, has the rescue beacon even been working.
I bet the dude never actually turned it on and has just pretended he did, playing the long game to get the lady to wanna spend time with him.
Or the comic was made by an incredibly sheltered individual who would get reality checked in a day in a survival situation.
Like that lady who killed herself, her sister, and her son because she thought you could just head into the woods and start banging rocks together or something.
You didn’t miss anything, it’s a terrible comic. It’s just saying the castaway wants to stay and the woman says yup 3 times in a row. The beacon is unexplained and makes no difference. There’s no point, no punch line, no depth, no dimension. It’s a small sentence about leaving material trappings that didn’t even need 3 panels, an island or a companion.
He says a thing, she’s say yup 3 times, they’re on an island…
Or maybe people make themselves miserable because they don't realize that there's nothing really stopping them from doing all the things listed in the comic could be done in the comfort of their home.
Well I suppose to do hunting you'd have to leave your house, but I think it's something that's far more enjoyable if you don't have to worry about starving if you fail.
The real joke is people so far removed from nature they don't have a concept of how harsh it is,
We also suffered untill amounts Of illnesses and pain due to a variety of diseases and parasites, one will die within two years due to a paper cut that got infected, the other will die from hunger long before that.
A capitalist is one who lives off their capital. I doubt you'll find many of them on Lemmy or anywhere really, as their numbers are extremely low compared to the working rest of humanity.
Oh, jeez, I forgot that page in the Communist Manifesto where Carlos Marcos said: "SOCIALISM IS INCOMPATIBLE WITH MODERN MEDICINE. COMMUNISM IS INCOMPATIBLE WITH CIVILIZATION."
Ohhhhhhh! You meant teddy bears. They aren't flesh-eating, it turns out, but they will drink the fluids from your body like drinking a Capri Sun without a straw. Good times.
"Panda bears" annoys me because they weren't classified as bears for a while and my brain is stuck on that. However without the "bears", "panda(s)" needs to be preceded by "giant" in order to distinguish from red pandas, which are not bears.
"Koala bears", however is 100% wrong. They're just koalas. They look like teddy bears though, which explains the confusion.
And finally, teddy bears. What would we call them if former US president Theodore "Teddy" Roosevelt hadn't been associated with them? Would they be as popular as they are?
"Toy bears" sounds reasonable until you realise that a "toy poodle" is a flesh-and-blood abomination creature.
What's the deal with nightgowns called teddies being named after a man called Theodore Bear? That's not a joke. How did this happen?
Did you miss the part about dying of appendicitis? It was literally one sentence.
If your thesis is "I would rather be dead than RTO and have my soul devoured," well, I have some sympathy for that point of view. But what you actually said is "One is living," and actually no, one is very much not living.
sure, people fantasize about this and the few people who actually do it realize that they do need some modern infrastructure for bare minimum survival. It's really difficult to live off the land in the middle of nowhere in a hostile jungle. we have spent centuries progressing to modern civilization and yes we have gone too far, but we do need some modern amenities to ensure basic comfort and basic needs are met.
Right, meanwhile I wouldn't know the first thing to do, I don't even know where the appendix is, and dig into myself with a scalpel? What could go wrong? So many things could go wrong. I have no idea what I'm doing down there.
I think this would have gone quite differently in the Tropics, since I expect Antarctica to have quite a few less bacteria that could have infected the wound. Still hardcore, though.
Dang, that's crazy. Wait, no, that could definitely happen today in the US. Even if cost is not an issue, I could see many people waiting it out or delaying action (until it ruptures) for various reasons especially if they have no idea what the pain could be.
Look up the story of 17th-century castaway Phillip Quarll.
After several years alone on an island in the Pacific, although it had an abundant monkey population. Then one day a ship passed by and landed on the shore.
Quarll opted to remain alone on the island for the rest of his days, assured the captain that he was of sound mind even while choosing such a fate, to prove it handed him his own story in writing, I suppose there was paper and ink that had survived the shipwreck.
Quarll cooked a meal for the captain, using only ingredients he had been using for years on the island; the captain later described the meal as exquisite in its' simplicity and harmony, at one with nature.
In his experiences, Quarll had been changed profoundly. Originally quite a drunk hellraiser back in England, he had found an inner peace, and did not see the value of himself returning to civilization and society.