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.
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.
Yeah, I get wanting to unplug and get away, but the first serious illness or injury will have them wishing they still had a way to call for help.
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.
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.
I think the flush toilet is the unsung hero of modern civilization.
When my mom had to poop as a kid, she had to stand on two planks of wood and squat over a hole in the ground, out in the open. I love my toilet.
A hole dug in the ground and filled in after use
Natures flushing toilet