Castaways - sh.itjust.works

Can someone please explain this one to me?

I’m a bit dense and don’t get it.

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

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.
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

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.

Reminds me of that romantic DS9 Ducat/Sisco episode
…why does it have to be a predatory horror thriller? The comic has not even steered in the neighborhood of this
the faceless expression and monotonous repetitive response… they’re practically catatonic from all the distress and parasites
yeah, guys who use this pickup tactic on me win every time.

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.

Lucky lady not lucky in being in this situation but luckily it worked out

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…

The punchline is a bit on the nose, so there’s not much “to get”
People missing the fact this humorous comic is using hyperbole to make a point.

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,

Two weeks later he died of appendicitis.
And 9 months later she died in childbirth.
I’d rather have that over sitting in traffic driving to a soul devouring corporate job due to RTO
No you wouldn’t.
Of course I would. One is living, the other is merely existing.
Did you miss the part about dying of appendicitis? It was literally one sentence.
Right. And I would trade that existence, with the prior 2 years of living, for the other scenario that I mentioned.

There are islands out there. If you truly think you would prefer that life you can just… go do it.

You don’t even need an island. You could wander off into the jungle of Vietnam and never hear from society again.

Ha…actually, we already are. we retired last year and are moving to a very rural location in another country this year.
That’s not even remotely the same thing as you proposed
Well, i was in that situation prior. So, that’s how I know what I would prefer. Because I have been there.
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.
Guess we know a future opponent of Naked and Afraid. See you on Dicovery TV.
Why the fuck are you on Lemmy then? Go build a canoe, try to row to a deserted island, then sink and die in a storm. Live free, friend!
I already live free, but thanks! Hopefully, you can at some point as well my friend.
As if you would have a sound sleep and full belly every day stuck on an island.
The universe gives me what I need regardless of where I am.

May I remind you of Mr. Leonid Ivanovich Rogozov who was known for a successful

Self-appendectomy while stationed at a remote research station in Antarctica

Leonid Rogozov - Wikipedia

That’s Dr. Leonid Ivanovich Rogozov, but to be fair he did get his MD 5 years after that antarctic expedition.
Agreed. He was a Dr. indeed!
wow, he operated on himself BEFORE he became a doctor?
Bro just said “wait, that was kind of easy?”
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.
Even setting aside the medical training, he had access to equipment and sterile procedures. The people in the comic don’t even have proper clothing.
Jesus Christ that guy got balls of steel… And no appendix anymore.
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.
Sure but considering help hadn’t arrived in 2 years, I don’t think another 2 weeks with a working beacon would’ve changed anything.
Plot twist: the beacon was the only thing keeping the flesh-eating cave bears dormant.
To be entirely fair, most bears are usually of the flesh-eating kind.
Yeah, that’s like saying the bear bears.
WHAAA— I thought they just ate honey and, I dunno, graham crackers or something. I’ll never look at those cute lil teddy bears the same.
It’s pretty well documented that bears survive mainly on the contents of picnic baskets
Pic-er-nic baskets, specifically.
Only the smarter than average ones.
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.