RORBT exists because modern life became an extraction machine wearing the skin of civilization. People are exhausted, overworked, underpaid, isolated, priced out, algorithmically manipulated—and then expected to smile politely while billionaires explain that actually the economy is doing great.
This protocol exists to build solidarity among the people carrying society on their backs while being told they are individually failing. That means this community is for workers—and by "workers," we mean nearly everyone. The ruling class survives by convincing isolated people they have nothing in common. RORBT rejects that lie.
We don't run aesthetic purity tests. The coalition required to resist oligarchy won't emerge from people who mistake Twitter fluency for political consciousness—it emerges from ordinary people realizing they're being fed into the same machine. If you:
Union workers and tradespeople. Teachers, nurses, programmers, artists, line cooks, warehouse workers. Public defenders, librarians, grad students, baristas, delivery drivers, janitors, farmers, veterans. Disabled organizers and Appalachian leftists. Recovering libertarians and old-school labor Democrats. Anti-war conservatives.
Rural gun owners who understand solidarity better than Ivy League consultants ever will. Indigenous organizers, mutual aid weirdos, immigrants, tenants unions, punks, nerds, goths. Church ladies radicalized by medical debt. Autistic spreadsheet goblins building labor data visualizations at 2:14 a.m.
A rural hunter who just wants corporations off public land and healthcare that doesn't bankrupt his family? Pull up a chair. Someone who distrusts both parties because they've watched both abandon labor for forty years? Welcome.
Act with empathy, patience, and basic human decency wherever it's reasonably possible. The modern internet has normalized performative humiliation as a recreational activity. We reject that. People aren't disposable because they're poor, strange, mentally ill, addicted, disabled, grieving, awkward, politically inexperienced, or still learning.
Mock systems. Mock oligarchs. Mock fascists. Mock the institutions that extract from you. Don't build your identity around destroying ordinary people for sport.
The struggle for justice is ongoing and frequently requires challenging laws, norms, corporations, parties, employers, and entrenched power. Legality and morality are not synonyms—history is full of atrocities that were perfectly legal.
Your body belongs to you. Not the state. Not corporations. Not churches. Not parties. Not employers. Not algorithms trained on reactionary panic. We reject every attempt to strip people of control over their own existence, identity, healthcare, gender expression, reproductive choices, or personal agency.
LGBTQIA+ people belong here. Trans people belong here. Disabled people belong here. Neurodivergent people belong here. Their humanity is not up for committee review.
Free expression matters. Open disagreement matters. Humor, profanity, satire, and criticism matter. People are allowed to offend each other, to argue, to be emotionally intense. But there's a difference between disagreement and dehumanization.
If your politics require entire groups of people to stop existing publicly for your worldview to function, your worldview is garbage.
Beliefs should conform to the best available evidence, scientific understanding, historical record, and material reality. Conspiracy thinking and algorithmically amplified paranoia have shattered millions of brains into ideological confetti. You're entitled to opinions. You are not entitled to your own physics.
People screw up. People misspeak. People carry biases, learn slowly, and change. If you cause harm, acknowledge it honestly and try to repair it. The goal is accountability—not ritual purification ceremonies run by amateur prosecutors.
A healthy movement needs room for growth. Not just exile.
No written code anticipates every situation. These principles guide judgment; they don't replace it. Someone who technically obeys every rule while sabotaging discussion, terrorizing users, or spreading fascist propaganda is still violating the spirit of this Code.
Context matters. Humor matters. Intent matters. Power dynamics matter. Material harm matters. People are more complicated than moderation flowcharts.
— you are not aligned with the purpose of this platform.
a misinformed worker trapped in propaganda ecosystems—who can be reached—and a person who enthusiastically embraces cruelty as a political identity. The latter is a liability to every vulnerable person in the room.
We're not interested in "both sides" theater while people lose rights, healthcare, wages, bodily autonomy, safety, and due process under openly authoritarian movements. We're building solidarity among working people—not rehabilitating fascist aesthetics for podcast content.
You can disappear into history exactly as you chose to stand in it: defending cruelty, cheering authoritarianism, mocking expertise, attacking workers while pretending to speak for them, treating the rights of women, minorities, immigrants, queer people, and dissenters as disposable collateral. History is not obligated to remember you kindly. Long after the slogans rot away, what remains is the record—who defended democracy when it was strained, who defended labor when it was exploited, who defended vulnerable people when they were targeted, and who decided resentment mattered more than humanity. You mistook grievance for courage and spectacle for strength. The rest of us will spend decades cleaning up the damage.
Labor organizing and political dissent carry real consequences—to people's jobs, their safety, sometimes their freedom. RORBT is built so the server can't read your room, but the protocol can't protect people from each other. Treat the privacy and safety of others with the seriousness their situation demands.
Not branding. Not clout. Not purity competitions. Not aesthetic radicalism for engagement metrics. Solidarity.
The cashier. The welder. The adjunct professor. The exhausted EMT. The laid-off programmer. The undocumented roofer. The single parent. The queer teenager in a hostile town. The coal miner with chronic pain. The burned-out nonprofit worker. The autistic kid who sees through propaganda immediately because the social rituals never worked on them anyway. All of them.
The machine survives by keeping people fragmented, suspicious, ashamed, exhausted, and alone. RORBT exists to make that harder.