My “thrill” is in not funding corporations that are speed running enshittification whilst also making bank off of bigotry and hatred.

I doubt I’ll ever get bored with that…

There was never any “thrill” to pirating. It’s simply the only way to get access to some things. If the fucking corpos would quit trying to monetize every goddamn part of life, then piracy wouldn’t be the only ethical solution.

Don’t know that I ever got a thrill from pirating anything at all. At most, maybe a gleeful greed at the access to the world’s music in particular, a drive to hoard everything so I would never have to dig through tapes and discs of copied music again.

That being said, yeah, thrill seekers are like any other addicts. You chase the high until your tolerance builds up and eventually you either escalate or you get bored with the specific outlet and go after another.

So, if a given pursuit becomes easy, they’d lose the buzz. I’ve actually known a couple of hard core professional shoplifters. One was a fellow nurse’s assistant that could get damn near anything you wanted that one person could carry, though the price could be as high as just buying it yourself if it was something difficult. She ran a tidy little side business amongst the staff of that nursing home until the head of nursing found out. Then she just did it full time instead.

But she had her shit tight. Knew the stores, security, exit paths, police response times, etc. So she stopped getting a rush from it before I ever met her, based on what she said. But she wasn’t chasing the rush, it was about making money with a skill. Nice lady, in her fifties, grandkids. She got started because of shit pay and no real way to do better with her opportunities.

The other wasn’t originally a thrill seeker stealing for the rush, but started doing it to feed her coke habit. So, you know, actually a thrill seeker in different way. She wasn’t as good at it tbh. Got busted a few times from high school on. She went full klepto for a few years, then it petered out when she figured out that most places were easy and started doing really crazy shit. And I mean crazy, like trying to get gang banged, running up and slapping cops, fighting big dudes at bars, that kind of crazy. She was a patient’s family member. One not allowed inside the house lol.

Me? Only time I ever went thieving, I was flat broke and desperate, so went after food and living supplies. Yay for working full time and not being able to pay your fucking bills. Definitely not a rush. Anxiety inducing and I hated every moment of it. Never got caught, but then again I didn’t go after more than I actually needed.

Looks interesting